forgotten diary

Guy who asks "do you hate me" while balls deep

a lot of your suffering comes from treating your nature like a problem to manage instead of a design to understand

not all ships are For wanting them to be in a happy healthy relationship together. sometimes shipping two characters means you want them to be erotically obsessed with each other and become entwined in a mutually toxic love affair for a few months and then horrifically break each other's hearts and never speak again. sometimes you want them to be codependent best friends with enough repression to explode a submarine who only make out/have sex when they're at their worst. sometimes you want them to pine after each other for years, never say anything, and then die. sometimes you want them to kill each other. this, too, is shipping

let me be pervertly clear

i dont care if Monday's lit. Tuesday Wednesday touch my clit. Thursday i don't give a shit. it's Friday I'm in love

when you say you’re searching for your life’s purpose what you actually mean is you are searching for a box, an identity, a way to compress yourself so that you are more digestible for yourself and others. You don’t have a life purpose, you have identities and roles, you have a desperate desire to relate.