#relatioinships

[renewedsuggestion]

I dream of the day when I can simply reach out and squeeze your hand to let you know I’m here instead of trying to close an impossible distance.

[nicolercoster]

I’ve got beauty, I’ve got class, and I got ass

There’s nothing not to love about me

Or maybe you’re just plain....

dumb

[enigmaofhate-blog]

“Cutest Couple

The Problem:

Scroll through any of your Instagram or Facebook feeds and sure enough you will see the following: "OMG! you guys are the cutest couple ever." I have a few issues with this:

1. No they aren't

2. They never will be, because the cutest couple is the two polar bears pictured above

3. The person who said the statement probably said the same thing to another picture 5 min before

Now Im not saying don't compliment a picture, but I promise you the beluga whale and their walrus counterpart in the picture are not the cutest couple ever. Unless you have short term memory loss, there is no way you can make the same comment to two different pictures within 5 min. It is a one time comment!!

The Solution:

Be honest with them. use comments like "Hey nice picture, you two look painfully content with spending the rest of your lives together, or just, "Hey! That’s a picture of you two" All I ask is to not be so over dramatic about it, it's just a picture. If they look nice let them know, but no need to exaggerate.

Till next time, be safe and keep hating!

[chussy-juice]

me: stop fucking thinking about him he's a fucking gemini he ain't shit there's like a 99% chance that he doesn't give a single flying fuck about you honestly you hooked up once ONCE it's over move the fuck on

everyone: move the fuck on he's shitty as fuck

me: -sees him at freshman orientation-

me: ya whatever

chest: -dOes that hoRRIBLE TIGHTENING TWINGY FEELING THAT LETS YOU KNO UR WELL AND TRULY FUCKED UP OVER SOMEONE-

me: shit :))))))))

[this-is-where-evolution-got-me]

Is it ok for hoping someone's love isn't gonna work out, because you don't wanne be the only one screwing up?

[zivaramrami]

first anniversary

it is the eve of yom kippur and our first anniversary.

we went to cape cod. you had just come from officiating a wedding, still in your suit. i was returning from beacon where i was testing the waters with another. we hardly knew each other. we watched beginners, we drank coffee and you made us fried eggs with avocado toast. i went for morning runs, you edited your first maqam videos. we fell in love, i knew it then and i think you did too. on the way back, your car started smoking. we got towed and they told us it was gone forever. we returned to manhattan in a rental car and you saw a serra driving down broadway.the car revived itself mysteriously and it was returned to us too.

over the next stretch we found each other between commitments and possibility. we gathered after hours for take out and play, we soaked in the morning light together. rain, sleet, snow, and sunshine. long distance, you in harlem and me in brooklyn. you came more often then i went, you understood my fears of the subway. you did not make fun, you made do. my heart sank when we sat at the cafe, it was raining and pouring. i love you. i knew it but you said it and i felt it deep in my heart. i said it a week later, in its right time.

we journeyed through strange territory and broken glass. it was a rough summer, i didn’t expect to feel so vulnerable in harlem. i cried into your chest under the shower head. you held my hand during the day, in the evening you made me laugh. we went away, a lot. to the mountains. near the lake. close to the gateway in st. louis. my heart felt so soft, alive. a new fear of you dying or falling off or whatever worst case scenerio awoke. it was weird. it is still there.

now we are here. in the most beautiful home, your doing. right timing. it is a year or a lifetime or the second date. no matter. each moment i look toward you with excitement, love, and anticipation. you have taught, we have shared with me, the deepest secrets of the universe. love, it is everything.

i thought i knew what love was before we arrived. hardwork, compromise, care. i know it to be so much more now, so much bigger. unconditional. without boundaries, liberating, safe, without the need for compromise. deep awe and respect, familiarity. the bestest of friends. a soul twin. trust.

people ask me, girlfriends wonder, how did you find him and so quickly? it took years, everything out. letting it all go. and returning to me, again and again and again. letting it all go again. courage. i worked so hard, spent so many years diving in and then i gave up, i gave in. right before our meeting, a fire circle for my birthday. i asked for help, i cannot do this anymore. i don’t want to suffer through another relationship. i asked my father. i pleaded with my ancestors. i offered prayers and gifts for my spirit guides. the fire was large and then it was to ash. from the ash, you.

my heart is full of gratitude. thank you life, again and again. with tears in my eyes i sit here. at my desk. you traveling, preparing for your own yom kippur.

i love you forever and always. i did not know this existed, i did not know we could be inside of this beauty. i fall to the ground and offer my heart. our love gives me strength, freedom, courage. i run wild in the woods and return softly into your familiar arms. at my worst, you offer your best.

thank you for picking me up from the train station.125th and park. thank you for sharing your life and making space for me to offer my own. thank you for all of the gorgeous love notes, some handwritten and other in song. thank you for your eyes and your body.

for you, i drop everything. for us, i build each day. happy anniversary to my dearest. i am devoted and sit in profound gratitude. cheers to more, so much more.

[creativityatbest]

its dangerous to invest all your cards into one person

but it could be the most rewarding 

[culturecorpse]

i want to write music so much right now but I'm sick of using guitar