I fucking love being at the point in my relationship where you can just course correct a conversation before it turns into a real argument because you just know the other person that well. Like that shit took work but I love being here where we are pretty damn good at this.
Got him wrapped around my finger 🥰
thinking about how julie and the phantoms really said that not everything that’s broken is worth fixing & that you don’t owe your parents anything and now i’m crying.
You gave me a second chance at life. The least I could do is live it.
You’re hand does not strike me, but instead caresses me until the pain lessens.
My lover is electric. They’re mind never stops moving, buzzing and whirling. Their fingers tap on every surface they touch, the counter, the car, my hand. They’re neon, sharp and bright. When they laugh it throws sparks that heat my cheeks. I stare at them like they’re a lit flame, I can’t help but come closer.
I’ve always been the honest friend. If there’s something in your hair- I’m telling you. If your boyfriend is exhibiting toxic tendencies- I’m sending you a list of reasons why you deserve better. If I feel you’ve treated me unfairly- It’s being brought up the next time we see each other.
Being honest is great! So why did it start making me feel so shitty?
Up until a few years ago, I wasn’t aware that there are a variety of boundaries that are needed in order to maintain healthy relationships. This was something poorly portrayed to me as a child. Wait, so it’s not okay for me to heavily critique my friend for the decision she’s making? The fact that this was a serious question I had to ask myself shows tremendous progress.
If you think about it. People are going to do whatever they want. You cannot control anything in life. Everyone needs to make their own mistakes and going out of my way to inform people of this was draining. And stupid.
Once you start being real with yourself about your own flaws, fixing them becomes tremendously easier. Stay honest- within boundaries of course.
My sister and I have a running “joke” that whomever I marry will have to reach the bar that she’s set for showing me affection.
Ive been sick this week (not covid. Confirmed.) She went on a grocery run yesterday to get me drugs and tea and came back with roses, my favorite candy, and an anime t-shirt for me.
Like. Get you a human to quality control the love and affection in your life. (And reciprocate!)
If a potential paramour can’t reach that bar then they don’t get past the rope.
You deserve it. Demand it.
love freely - E.C. - oct. 2020
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