I wonder if I’ll ever find someone that I can look at with such confidence that yes you are the one.
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I wonder if I’ll ever find someone that I can look at with such confidence that yes you are the one.
Might just start posting here again cause I have no place to go. But I truly am in a dissociative state where I’m screaming at myself that this isn’t okay and I should stand up for myself but my body has a mind of its own and just erases any self respect I have by submitting to this abuse.
I’m no longer active on here but this felt like a good place to type into the void.
I’ve always been open, curious, but very hesitant when it came to my sexuality with women. I’ve been emotionally infatuated, attached, and in love with a woman but never been physical (aside the occasional kissing). I don’t want to risk experimenting and hurting a fellow queer if I end up realizing I’m not bi/gay. I’ve always felt a flush of emotions and warmth when I feel attracted to a girl or when a girl does something intimate with me (aside from my established friends). I don’t know.
I'm currently in a hetero relationship that I cherish deeply and have no plans of parting ways. I just wish I figured myself out when I was younger.
There'll be a moment when you realise you're 27 when yesterday you were just 17; and you wouldn't be able to tell how a decade passed away and your life got divided into before and afters. The fury of youth will subdue and nothing will really change but everything will feel different when you look at old photographs and blurry videos taken on cheap mobile phones. Scents will remind you of childhood and certain friends you don't talk to anymore, hangouts will become reunions and mom's burnt pie will become the best food you ever had. And I know on some days you won't be able to show anything of those 10 years but I hope you remember to breathe, and let go of the knot in your chest. I hope you go out in the sun and live a little, because tomorrow is 37.
Edit- I added the visualizer for this piece on my YT, check it out here
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned
What a year this week has been.
It’s Monday.
It sure as hell is.
The earlier in the day Monday you reblog the funnier this gets
Been having dreams of her. It’s weird. I’m not taking this as a connection. But rather acceptance.
I think about it sometimes. But I don’t put my self worth on it. What I cannot control is none of my concern.
love is the most important thing ever
not just romance . just having love in ur heart
cowboy love story
this town……….is big enough for the two of us
I have to admit. I am not living la vida loca
oh hi thanks for checking in I’m still a piece of garbage
“Don’t put your life on hold so that you can dwell on the unfairness of past hurts.”
— Nick Vujicic
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“I laughed and said, ‘Life is easy.’ What I meant was, ‘Life is easy with you here, and when you leave, it will be hard again.’”
— Miranda July
“There’s a corner of my heart that is yours. And I don’t mean for now, or until I’ve found somebody else, I mean forever. I mean to say that whether I fall in love a thousand times over or once or never again, there’ll always be a small quiet place in my heart that belongs only to you.”
— Beau Taplin