my kink is when people tell me they were thinking about me

fine. *allows myself to feel it*

Once you start noticing how the incapacity to handle discomfort affects how people live their lives it's actually pretty shocking how it ruins pretty much every conceivable aspect of existence. Interpersonal relationships, romantic and platonic. Career and education opportunities. Your politics Your willingness to go anywhere. The kind of food you eat. The kind of art you expose yourself to and your ability to read it. It's never just one thing, it touches everything, and once you notice it it's like suddenly being able to see germs or something. Just this horrific catastrophe people look at you askance for screaming about. As I grow older and see what became of my friends and peers who could not learn to handle discomfort, the more I'm like. This is a genuine societal issue

Why the fuck would you go big when u can go home

"i do not dream of labour" is a concept i fully understand and have said myself many times but it's also almost always like. well on some level you do. when you talk about your dream life and its travelling and a lovely house and great food on the table consistently. you dream about other peoples labour

when I talk about the weather it isn't small talk. I actually care about it and I want to discuss

Scrolling through my own blog like I love this bitch! She is so real.

fuuuuck i just realized that the future idealized version of myself cant exist without current me being the catalyst for change and doing hard things. has anybody heard about this

i would like to be eaten off the bone

feminine intuition is the oldest magic in existence

𝔩𝔦𝔟𝔯𝔞𝔱

She's a 10 but she tries to bite you sometimes