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me trying to explain to my friends that i genuinely do not feel the need for romance and i dont see myself happy in any long term serious romantic relationship: and it's really not something that brings me any sorrow at all, i dont feel the need for romance, i don't know if ive ever actually felt it nor do i think i would be happy with it and im fine with that. i appreciate sex and i love platonic relationships but anything romantic? i dont want it so i dont miss it. if i dont miss it and it's not causing me or anyone else around me any sort of pain it's not something that needs to be worked on, it's fine the way it is. if it ain't broke don't fix it!
them: yeah but you know therapy would fix that right
What do you think about this fyp placement
Tangentially fitting.
Warm beam.
ch20 will likely be shorter then usual chapters have been lately. they are big, chonky and take alot of time. so unless i NEED to make a chapter long to make sense then i dont rlly wanna do it for the next couple of chapters of aws. not until the end at least.
nonverbal meme | @drumboi [ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation
WHEN HE OPENED the front door, Reggie let the sound of his parents loudly arguing in Czech out into the mostly-quiet neighborhood. Slipping out the door and closing it behind him, the sound was suddenly dampened to muffled shouting you’d only understand if you knew the language.
He was surprised to see Alex at his door. He hoped the cooler night air would help calm the upset red of his cheeks and dry his over-bright eyes — he hadn’t cried that night, but he’d gotten close — but despite the self-conscious thrum of discomfort he had with having one of his favorite people experience what one of the tamer nights at the Novak household was like, he was immediately worried.
“Hey, Man,” he said, his voice rough from disuse — he rarely spoke at home these days — but with a quick cough, he sounded more and more like himself. “Shit, did something happen? What’s wrong?”
val: i hate kids
also val: I WILL GIVE THIS CHILD EVERYTHING THEY EVER WANT