Oh my god youre straight? I had no idea. You seem normal to me. Did you know that Sara is straight to? You two should totally hook up. I cant believe youre straight. You could be my straight best friend. We could go to football games together. Itll be so much fun. So like how long have you been straight? Youre whole life!? No way.
“If someone were to die at the age of 63 after a lifelong battle with MS or Sickle Cell, we’d all say they were a “fighter” or an “inspiration.” But when someone dies after a lifelong battle with severe mental illness and drug addiction, we say it was a tragedy and tell everyone “don’t be like him, please seek help.” That’s bullshit. Robin Williams sought help his entire life. He saw a psychiatrist. He quit drinking. He went to rehab. He did this for decades. That’s HOW he made it to 63. For some people, 63 is a fucking miracle. I know several people who didn’t make it past 23 and I’d do anything to have 40 more years with them.”—
if you're actually a feminist (which i doubt you are), why are you married? why did you forsake your independence for marital slavery? why do you perpetuate the cycle of oppression by willingly handing the chains to your oppressors??
Virgin shaming and slut shaming piss me off in equal amounts. There’s nothing magical or special about being a virgin, and same goes with having sex. You know what’s magical? Shutting the fuck up about people’s personal choices.
I am married to a wonderful, understanding man. He is not the first person I’ve looked at with a mouthful of forevers.
I am waiting for him to leave because you and he are similar.
You taught me that romantic love was the worst. Everyone I have ever loved has left me.
I am still heartbroken.
There is no closure and I’m suffocating under the rules of this consolation prize.
I took 3 years to scrub the scent of you from my skin and it still wasn’t enough.
Why was panicked pride allowed to control what we were to to each other?
That and your inability to be vulnerable matched with the intensity I poured into us.
I’m terrified to say the wrong thing.
One day I hope, soon, you will call for me and say the shitty things you do and I will walk away.
You didn’t love me as much as you loved your drama. You didn’t love me enough to honour and respect me.
I make these off-limit comparisons because you did.
I now know what it feels like to be in a mutually loving, equal partnership.
For this reason I choose him.
Like you, ‘I will love him when he’s a clear still day; I will love him when he’s a hurricane’. But he will never be you. He is better than you for the simple reason that I can honour him without being punished for it.