Every Heart Has Its Own Skeletons

Hello, my name is J. I have built a lovely community over a few years and hope to continue spreading positivity with your help. I answer asks sometimes on my public snap "ThirdEvee" and I try to engage with my followers when I can. This blog was designed mostly for mobile viewing. Must be of legal age to be on this blog to view NSFW content (at least 18+). I have no tolerance for underage individuals or those who sympathize for minor participation. I will report any illegal activity as necessary. Also, please inform me of sources when missing. Below are my most common tags: Welcome: for if you are new to the blog Me: my words and selfies Mine: my content Humor: I think I'm funny sometimes Video: my videos Info: basic information about myself Opinion: my personal thoughts on topics Rant: my annoying rants Submission: all submissions to this blog Tips: this is one is kind of a joke Important: I apparently find these significant Community: Flagged posts I encourage followers to comment on to help respond Favorite: Some of my favorite posts of all time

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Me: J (him/his), 36

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What’s something you want right now

Sleep and a very very specific phone call.

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I like and agree with your last answer. But what if you don't feel they want to listen feel etc you that deeply? Like he does but I domt know. i think he is capable

over the years I feel guys just end up wanting something from me and it’s gross but I want to believe this guy can be different

Nope. Move on.

Look, I’m fucked up and have done terrible things, and I have been with people who have done terrible or not great things to me. That requires accountability and healing of course.

But that aside, the key difference is effort. Truly seeing and experiencing and listening to someone takes effort and determination. You should easily see how much effort they put into you.

It’s not a guarantee that someone putting in effort is your person per se, but your person will be the one to continually give you effort to build and rebuild through life. Life will tear us down multiple times, sometimes by those we love, but pick the one who doesn’t run away.

We are all flawed but genuine love touches you in ways that don’t vanish. Effort requires no experience or know how.

And yes, people can unfortunately perform simply to get something from you even over time. I think I posted recently how even at times people are unaware they view you as simply something to gain from.

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In one way or another, fear can show what matters most to you.

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Hope this is okay to ask. Can you explain how you say death is coming but you’re waiting? That seems contradictory.

I’m not waiting, that’s not the word. It’s not inactivity. I’m making myself available to support when asked, attempting amends when appropriate, and letting my vulnerability and very limited actions speak to my best friend.

Having mortality on my mind helps keep things in perspective, everyone knows memento mori. I know what I want out of life and I can’t stand still if I’m to have it. However, I also refuse to live a life without deep love - I truly think it’s the only meaning of life when we realize accomplishments, hardships, the grind, and everything in life is laid to rest with you in the ground but love…that carries on and if lucky, maybe to something beyond.

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All we can really hope for is someone who sees us - not for our status, our beauty, our health, or even what we can provide them

but for the bonded soul still standing underneath it all, especially when our humanistic faults surface.

Zoom out. We’re only here for a little while on this beautiful, unforgiving rock before we pass on to whatever next piece of star dust.

The temporary highs and empty distractions fade. We lack time and nothing is without error in life - faults are to be corrected now; there can be context but no excuses for them.

Being truly seen through your ugly flaws and truly loved safely, that’s what matters when everything else falls away. What’s still standing when layers are peeled back through time and struggle - do they still see you?

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How are you so certain about this person?

lol too long of an answer and too personal for an ask.

What’s important is that they know, that’s all I care about. What they do with that is up to them.

For you? Just know I’ve never been more certain about anything. I’ve never felt or taken long needed actions before, this person truly is like no other. If they ever questioned whether they were truly loved, I hope they know the answer by now was always yes. However, I had to heal, and I chose to be honest even here about the ugliest parts of myself. The resulting clarity is both freedom and confinement in one. Because of them I feel seen. Because of them I also got to feel a deep purpose.

When it’s the right person, it’s well beyond logic which is the only way my brain usually operates. Like a thread is always connected no matter the distance. Her voice is silk, her eyes honey, her desire is wildfire that I burn in every time with need for more. Words are not my art, but to me she is human perfection down to their faults. She exudes something ethereal I don’t know if anyone else can feel - not even herself - but I do.

Oops now I made it long and didn’t even tell you the “how”. I delete these anyway

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Make her safe (always)

Make her laugh (often)

Make her cum (repeatedly)

Make her a wife (once)

Make her dream (nightly)

Make her needy (constantly)

Make her a mother (if she wants)

Make her proud (daily)

Make her a home (forever)

Make her peace (consistently)

Make Her your life.

I choose Her.

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Get back up when you fail. Celebrate behaving like a human. - Marcus Aurelius

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I cannot sleep unless I am surrounded by your love. - Zelda Fitzgerald

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There is only one happiness in this life, to love and be loved. - George Sand

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She doesn’t need luck.

She is capable, steady, and strong.

Her determination and hands

will carry her exactly where she’s meant to go.

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If a million loved you, I am one of them, and if one loved you, it was me, if no one loved you then know that I am dead.

-Franz Kafka

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Is it only her name from the notification that spikes dopamine?

Is it only her voice that calms the storm you never speak of?

Is it only her touch that feels like the only evidence of being alive?

Is it only her presence that makes you feel truly seen?

Is it only her words you have faith in and is the religion and you follow?

Is it only her silence that speaks more than anyone’s certainty?

Is it only her laugh that briefly forgives the sins of the world?

Is it only her flaws that make her more human, not less ethereal?

Is it only her happiness you choose above your own wanting?

Is it only her acceptance you aspire in life?

Is it only her body that feels like the place your wanting was born?

Is it only her dreams you protect above your own?

Is it only her existence that explains what home truly is?

Love is not a singular past choice, it’s confession in action each day

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I will love with reckless abandon, deeply flawed as I am, because in a world now built to coldly calculate, love is still the proof of our humanity.

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Humans require bonding, the lucky ones find genuine love. But deep romantic love, the kind people spend their lives looking for, is interdependence. I cannot be convinced otherwise.

It’s not that you can’t live without them. It’s that life becomes more fully itself with them while life without them feels like merely surviving.

Even though we are imperfect beings, myself chiefly among them, true love is the closest we come to something perfect. Not because it is flawless, but because it makes our flaws worth carrying.

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Home is not where you are from, it is where you belong. - Pierce Brown