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@marsfirelight
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the version of you i crave most is the one no one else gets to see
real love is when he stops everything he’s doing and lets me talk at him about my micro-crises while i’m spiralling in a towel.
i’m not high maintenance. i just need forehead kisses, unconditional emotional support, and for him to air fry hash browns because i’m tired.
i’m emotionally stable but in a ‘don’t ask me to make plans or operate tupperware’ kind of way.
hey, with the intention of hugging the fuck out of you for thirty minutes straight
i don’t know who needs to hear this but if he says he doesn’t chase women, tell him, “okay, go find your man.”
every day i wake up and think, ‘surely my body will bounce back today.’ it does not.
i’m at the age where i can’t tell if i’m attractive because i’m actually hot or because my hormones are staging a coup.