I've Never Known A Day Of Peace

Taylor. 27. Bi. She/Her. PNW. Orion 💕

[meanbuddhist]

having a bout of mental illness will have me saying things like i am out of alignment

[scoes]

(no drinks in) who wants me

[ceren2]

[dolphinscanfly]

Woah I felt at peace for a few seconds

[cia-o]

[eclogues]

i havent done anything or been anyone ever

[dissociative-drugs]

REALLLLLL

[criticalsucc]

there is a lot of joy to be had in being polyamorous. but i want to talk about the specific joys derived from being with someone who is poly.

it's in the knowledge that to them, you are important enough that they continue to choose you even when they have chosen others as well. it's in the knowing that your love calls to them so strongly that they feel it even when they have the love of another.

she is free to love however and whoever her heart desires. i do not tie her down (well, not in that way lol). i do not limit her, i do not restrict her, i do not contain her. she can and does find love in others. but i am important enough to her that she is always going to come back to me. it's not just a hope, a maybe, it's woven into the very fabric of the relationship. i am not less significant because i am one of a few, i feel like i am actually more significant because of it. my love is so unique and valuable that she has to have it, even when she is getting so much love already. that feeling is so powerful to me.

when a wildcat chooses to lie down peacefully in your lap, even when you give her the freedom to run, that is a gift. you have been chosen for the safety and comfort you provide. that is not diminished by the cat finding shelter elsewhere, that is enhanced by it. you are one of her favorite spots to lie down and rest. cherish that feeling.

[silent-insanities]

I thought you were it for me.

[iwanttobelovedplease]

Why can’t I go to sleep and not wake up

[fromhersoul]

[shoelace4-48]

i overthink everything, and still manage to make the wrong decision

[grlstlker]

bf that i can torture (kiss over and over and over and over)

[grlstlker]

kisses on my neck and tummy yes i agree

[oncce-againn]

in my dreams i run to you

[oncce-againn]

Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level, belong together.

[mournfulroses]

Albert Camus, from a letter to María Casares featured in Correspondance, 1944-1959