Ianthe Tridentarius, how I love to hate you 💕

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Ianthe Tridentarius, how I love to hate you 💕
i love when main characters have evil family members. its so special to me. especially when they still love each other. but this is an evil grandmother appreciation post.
callout post @uscmhicks for playing the Michael Beihn character who is not Kyle Reese
I’m high and I’m having a moment. It started as sort of a bad feeling because I was thinking about how unfair it felt to mention that Cody was going to have a random hook up in relation to us having had a conversation about us not doing that. And the truth is I just don’t feel fucking any jealousy with him. I don’t care what he does anymore because I just expect bad behavior. I have always found it is easier to expect nothing from someone, to not set a boundary because then they can’t fuck up and I’m not being too possessive or jealous. I think I convinced myself that I wasn’t a very jealous person, and… and maybe it’s that I wasn’t a very jealous person until I met my person.
I want him busy with someone else so that I have more time with you. I don’t want to think about another person, besides your wife, touching you. I hate that I feel rage at the thought of someone else touching you. I feel it in my chest, it hurts. I feel bad that I feel like that because I don’t ever want to stand in between you and experiences you want to have with other people but I also want you to be just mine. I feel vicious and insane. And then you go and say that it’s not worth it to sleep with other people because of the look on my face when you tell me you’re going to. Which is crushing because I thought I was doing a pretty good job being neutral. I was trying. And it makes me fall even more in love with you, which makes me feel even fucking worse about wanting to keep you for myself. 
I love you. I love you like an addiction. Like a fucking mental illness. You are in my marrow. I want both of us to be happy and have what we need, I do. I want to be fair and easy, god I am trying.
retracing my statement about shipping Chuck and Blair effective immediately. I just watched the episode he got physically abusive with her. Disgusting.