#sweetboynav

I hate being disabled bc i cant spoil my wife since making money as a disabled person is harder than eating a popeyes biscuit with no drink

just realized that I want a third so there’s someone I can be obsessed over my partner with. idek if they have to be my partner. it can be casual idc. i’d never want someone to not feel the love I can give cause knowing me id love them for loving my partner. in them discovering this height of love i’d find something in them that feels something like confirmation. because to fall in love with my partner is to learn. its to change. its to be stressed out and know that you would pick this over not having them. that watching them turn around with their bags and see you in a greyhound parking lot is something like the fucking movies. that yea you would drive behind a bus back to their city just to see them again because you couldn’t let go. I couldn’t possibly not love someone that loves my wife as much as I do. like someone has to share this with me before I die from my own devotion. it’s 3am and I can’t sleep bc i’m buzzing from need and the inability to stop thinking about them. my heart is beating so fucking fast and they’re just asleep on ft not knowing that if I could just watch them like a show I would. when they mute themselves for meetings I watch their mannerisms and can almost hear their laugh. the way they smile at whoever they’re meeting with makes me feral. I love their brain. I love their eyes. I love the way they say hi to things that can’t say it back just to acknowledge an energy that they thinks deserves recognition. I love the lil millennial peace sign and princess foot thing they do when I look/stare at them for no reason. I love watching them get ready for work. I wish I could see them in the dark so I can still see that perfect nose and those perfect lips. i love how sweet their eyes are. i love how they talk to me. this is strange but i kind of love when i get to remind them of something so they know i was paying attention. im paying attention. and the fucking gahddamn different shades of brown on their body drives me nuts. oh god the colors. their skin. I feel consumed with it all. I am so desperately in love and im so glad to finally be here.

im watching this korean horror show and im on the last episode. truly the whole show is like how dumb can ppl be during a crisis. like the plot is that everybody makes terrible choices. and whats with the yelling?? everybody needs to be told to stfu

I wish ppl knew how annoying they were. like genuinely socializing has become insufferable. the dedication to misunderstanding and arguing is so boring. too many hit dogs hollerin and im overstimulated.

dude the amount of muscle I have astounds me. if I do a cut like a really good one id look so fucking hot but I also like being is beefy. I truly just need top surgery and a couple days a week of weights and i’m good.

im about to watch the second season of The Angel Next Door Spoils Me Rotten and I fear i’ll be in shambles