I need constant reassurance that someone likes me like if they compliment me I’ll be like really?????? Please support your statement using examples from the text
My girlfriend just asked me to learn sign language with her so she can tell me how bad she wants to fuck me in front of my parents
why is it always the woman who has to see past the beast in the man? why does she always have to clean his wounds, even after he has damaged her beyond repair? why is it always the man who is worthy of forgiveness for being a monster?
I want to see the beast in the beauty.
the half smile, half snarl. the unapologetic anger. I would like to see the man forgive the monster. to see her, blood and all, and love her anyway.
Anxiety is wanting to ask your partner a million questions as to why they’re with you, why they say they care about you, and so on.
Depression is not thinking you’re worth enough to even ask those questions, let alone be with them.
and having both of them is the definition of hell
From Remembered Rapture: The Writer at Work. I 100% agree. We NEED our words. They save lives. Including our own.