I don't know

I'll help you win, always, that's my love language.

[bones creaking horribly, joints popping, tendons snapping] im da princess

whoever says “honeymoon stage” has to end eventually, is a liar and is used to settling for less than bare minimum in relationships. it’s a lame excuse to stop pouring effort and love into your partner. love doesn’t have a time limit when it comes to affection, effort, and commitment. if you can’t learn how to grow with someone, they’re not the one.

It's okay to 'grieve' things that aren't just death. I've allowed myself to grieve a friendship ending, a situationship, losing something important to me, etc. It's okay to give yourself time to process the loss of something. Grief looks different for everyone, try to find a way that works for you to help make it easier for you.

why are all the actual real human jobs like baker and florist and childcare worker barely paying livable wages but the fake jobs like ai specialist boot licker or marketing campaign dick sucker making six figures

im so speechless. the way that nothing changes and everything changes. it doesn't matter but it so extremely does matter. it's the most normal thing in the world, and the biggest deal ever. you know.

a man who would go back into the closet for 15 years for you without even blinking, without even thinking there’s anything to forgive you for, fully believing all that patience and time and space and agony was completely worth it because he loves you that much and is that devoted to you. a horrible liar who spends 15 years lying because you aren’t ready to tell the truth yet. you might think that this man doesn’t exist but he does. and his name is phil lester

the rapture for gay ppl happening rn