I think I want love more than prestigious education and money. That's what childhood emotional neglect gave me.
I don't want to wake up tomorrow morning
I’m hoping for an outcome like this :)
they tell you about school and they tell you about work and they tell you about taxes and responsibilities and ideals you have to reach. they don’t tell you about baking chocolate cookies from scratch at the ungodly hours of 11 at night and sitting on your kitchen floor while watching a home decor competition show while you get to munch on a cookie that tastes like the hot chocolate you used to make when you needed a reason to live as a teenager. they don’t tell you about getting to eat another cookie while you think about capturing this moment in a mason jar and shipping it through time to your younger self who gets scared so easily by school and work and taxes and responsibilities and ideals. your younger self who wonders if there’s still comfort, still good things, and if you get to claim them for yourself at some point or if comfort is always a question of dependence. they don’t tell you about that, when for years we do nothing but dream about moments like these
Memories Made In Moonlight
Watercolor on Black Cotton Paper
2024, 9"x 12"
Blue Forget Me Nots
Private Collection
Idk if thats a bpd or a me thing
"So you're a people pleaser? Let's flip this around. You're a person too. Please yourself."
Actual quote from my coworker today. And man did that hurt.
Yeah hand holding is cute but how about I grab your shirt instead
computer show me men with wet spots in their underwear. men making a mess in their boxers. men gasping and panting. men pressing their thighs together. men with trembling hands and sweat beading on their neck. men with warm, sweet skin between their thighs. men twitching. computer. computer can you hear me.