b4andafternoon

Some parts of me are not to be understood. They're to be felt.

Most people don’t choose their personality They inherit it from trauma, approval, or survival Their confidence? Built from moments they didn’t get rejected Their opinions? A remix of the strongest voices that didn’t abandon them Their boundaries? Usually born after a…

Bypassing all the ‘no DMs’ in bios by asking Grok to list those mutuals and just tweeting ‘Hey’ at them instead.

A portal of pleasure, I'll romanticize your rage and eroticize your healing

Obsessed 🤩

her endless dark is such a good place to put all my stars

Fun fact: I'm one of those girls who walks barefoot mostly. So you gotta be ok with washing my feet for me before we get into bed. .

What's the difference if you still feel the same?

Men aren't the problem. Neither are women. It’s that we’ve forgotten how to understand each other - how to see beyond defense, distortion & protective patterns that once kept us safe but now keep us separate. This isn’t a battle of the sexes. It's lack of energetic literacy.

He's a wonderful, caring man. Very handsome. Intelligent. He has a certain aura about him. Wealthy. Intentional. I'd absolutely recommend him as a husband.

I'll press my own body against a wall during a storm And pretend he's there

my heart is finally agreeing with my head, game over

Taking applications for a personal chef. Hiring bonus: I'm naked and giggly

*thinks* yeah you know what? i’m going back to sleep.

😂 they'll win

It's true. But instead of tea I might scarf down a whole bag of Miss Vickies with zero regret.

Sometimes things fall apart so it all can come together you can’t see every angle

I just want everyone to know I will never use the Tea app. Anonymity breeds cowardice. It feeds drams addiction & ego. It desensitizes emotional intelligence & personal discernment. It fuels distrust. It's a playground to unhealed projections. To that I say, not my cup of tea.

I’M NOT JUST TWEETING. I’M TRANSMITTING. IF YOU FELT THAT SAY IT BACK.