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I am here to feed you some pretty Zhongli
IM? LOSING MY FUCKING MIND?
bitches just want affection!!!! just soft things HUGS and kisses on the forehead and someone to hold their hands....... hugs ....... h u g s ..... the h word!!!!!!!!! hugs ............... cuddles .......... soft hours ..... dancing slowly to soft songs in the living room ...... HUGS ............ sweet kisses ...... hugs ............
g*d do you know what’s killing me?? when merlins like “im gonna protect / save you arthur” and arthur rolls his eyes or brushes him off but i know internally he thinks it’s the cutest that this seemingly dumbass twink servant boy is always at his side trying to keep him from harms way 😭
The truly religious person, if he follows the essence of the monotheistic idea, does not pray for anything, does not expect anything from God; he does not love God as a child loves his father or his mother; he has acquired the humility of sensing his limitations to the degree of knowing that he knows nothing about God. God becomes to him a symbol in which man, at an earlier stage of his evolution, has expressed the totality of that which man is striving for, the realm of the spiritual world, of love, truth and justice. He has faith in the principles which "God" represents; he thinks truth, lives love and justice and considers all of his life only valuable inasmuch as it gives him the chance to arrive at an ever fuller unfolding of his human powers. To love God, if he were ever going to use this word, would mean, than, to long for the attainment of the full capacity to love, for the realization of that which "God" stands for in oneself.
Erich Fromm, The art of loving