#aesthetic?

one is telling me to live a in a small house or apartment with a few women i become friends with. we decorate it like something out of a fleetwood mac music video and i dont engage with men unless i'm talking shit. we dress like hippies and drink iced coffee every morning but act like haters

the second voice is a quiet life on a ranch (except for when my back gets blown out). i have a sexy blue collar bf who works the land and puts in more work at night. he's dirty and sweaty and never complains because in his head there's no other way to live. i don't have friends or family aside from him and neither does he. he buys me ducks and pigs and wears silver rings. he can wrangle a cow. we live the life that every right wing utah mormon undies princess prays for while sharing the opposide ideologies and we do it effortlessly with quiet poeticism