WE ARE WHAT WE REPEATEDLY DO

you meet a guy. he has nice hair, with an ear piercing and a good sense of style. he is bisexy too. you ask him if he has any social media, and he says he has none. you make out on the spot and live happily ever after.

hmmm. sometimes it is hard to express to people that you are not really insecure, or feel ‘incomplete,’ and you have strong friendships and family ties, but that you are still lonely. i do not feel that my body is unworthy of love, or that i need a s/o to ‘complete’ me, and i recognize that platonic and familial relationships are just as significant as romantic ones. but i am so unutterably lonely. people will repeat to you the same buzzfeed & Instagram mantras: “you are loved! you are worthy! you are a strong independent woman*!” and this might be true. but you know you don’t need anyone to come fill you up. you are already overflowing. who will take this from you? this boulder you carry, your heart, marbleized. you are loved. people love you. and nobody will kiss you, nobody will sleep in the same bed as you. maybe people have told you that no one is ready for you, that no one ‘deserves’ someone as cool as you. but what is the point? if you’re really that much higher above everyone else, who can touch you? i do not want to be deserved. i want someone to come take the boulder from my shoulders and press their hand against my aching back.

I feel called out right now

"sex scenes have no narrative purpose" is such a funny take on so many levels. people will really believe that the whole human experience is valuable to portray artistically except sex, which of course has never held emotional weight or significance for anybody

"what's the purpose of sex scenes in media??" well you see sometimes people have sex. sometimes it can be important even

2020′s final plot twist could be me meeting the love of my life idk 

They should do a Canadian version of Emily in Paris and she’s all confident because she speaks French but everyone hates her because she’s québécoise