SB

please love me in the most soft and loyal way. I’m so tired.

i go absolutely ape shit buck wild when people ask me if i want to run errands with them like Let’s Fucking Go. and my mind absolutely maxes out of dopamine when they ask if i wanna stop for coffee. and if someone took me to the park id go bonkers in funcking yonkers

i got so high last night that i started ghostwriting for a golden retriever apparently

I am not a golden retriever but I can relate

lately i have been…….dying to be in love…,..and that’s the mood sadly

a concept: your wife comes home after a long day. you’re laying on the couch and stand up to greet her with a kiss even though your feet hurt from working all day. you suggest takeout & she falls into your arms watching her favorite netflix show even though you’ve seen it 100x. she puts on your oversized t-shirt and you make love to her, for she is more beautiful than when she left you that morning. repeat.

It’s almost as if nobody wants to admit that they might not be prepared to do the work it takes to love somebody. And it can be laborious. To be intimate with someone who is flawed (which is the standard) requires us to expose our own flaws. We don’t talk about the heavy responsibility of that. We don’t talk about how we’re too lazy or too cowardly sometimes. We instead accuse love of being elusive. It isn’t. It is omnipresent. It asks us to be better people. And sometimes we flat out refuse.

i missed myself. i’m glad she’s coming back