No fue lovebombing
Realmente te amé
Por tres días.
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No fue lovebombing
Realmente te amé
Por tres días.
REINCARNATION
I said I was going to compile it and I did <3
Thanks to everyone who followed along with me while I made this! I loved reading your comments :')
Bonus sketch
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He's the bomb 😏
selective sharing
I always find it frustrating when I hear people telling women to "just choose better men", when discussing unhappy relationships and marriages online.
One, that's victim blaming.
Two, I think a lot of people (especially guys) are clueless on just how prevalent it is for men by general rule to put up masks, put their best foot forward, act all charming in the beginning just to win the woman over? Lying, omitting things, weaving a fantasy just to get their way? That especially applies to avoidantly attached men, that are famous for their intense courting, enthusiastic flirting, lovebombing, showering of gifts and attention and everything you'd ever want...only for it to sizzle out the moment things get serious.
So no, she shouldn't have "chosen better". It's not on women to bend themselves backwards, finish a Psychology degree, be hypervigilant every second of every dating moment, performing a full fbi report on every date and pray that she's right on his character. The only thing we should be doing as women is being (selectively) receptive. Giving him a chance on stepping into an amazing partnership with an amazing woman. That's it.
i just had the most embarrassing thought ever. i cant believe some disgusting part of me missed being love bombed.
chaar din ki chaandini (lovebombing) phir wahi andheri raat (yearning)
Both of you guys.
Yes.
Both
You.
And.
Jeff.
You are fumbling liu.
My sweat and cute liu is amazing.
You don't deserve him.
Jeff doesn't deserve him.
Patricia.
Sorry.
Pathetic.
Liu is delulu.
He doesn't think he need better.
You are amazing liu.
My sun child.
*Liu chuckles beside me*
"Fumbling me?" they say. "I wouldn't say that...I'm happy with Wormchamp." *they read the rest of the ask and blush kawaiily* "O-oh...that's a lot of compliments..."
"All true," I proclaim. "Just don't let it get 2 your head."
"B-but Wormchamp..." they stammer shyly. "Am I really 'delulu' for wanting 2 be friends with you instead of @icrymyselftosleepalot?"
I guffaw. "Of course not! Look at them, coming in2 my blog and telling you what 2 think and do! Telling you 2 doubt your own emotions! Calling you delusional (talk about ableist!)! Why, Liuouis, I'd call that gaslighting."
Liu's face takes on a grim expression. "Oh...oh my. You're right, Wormchamp. But all those kind things they said..."
"Lovebombing," I explain solemnly. "It looks like @icrymyselftosleepalot is a textbook manipulator."
Liu gasps and backs away from the family desktop. "Get them away from me!" They shake in trauma. "I've had bad experiences with manipulators."
I shield the screen. "I know, Liuouis. I know. Go decompress...I left a Monster in the fridge for you."
Liu takes deep breaths and leaves the room. I turn and growl at you. "Now, @icrymyselftosleepalot? Let me leave you with this: stay away from Liu. They are not yours 2 make decisions for. Only THEY can decide what's best for them. Kapeesh?"
*you quiver in your shoes* "K-k-kapash~" you stammer and run away, blushing in shame.