I want you to want me for more than just my body, because we both know I won’t always look this way. I want you to listen, really listen when I speak. I want you to think of me; even in the tiniest of moments
Your partner is a human not a god. No matter how great you think you’re partner may be, they will make mistakes.
She explained to me the pressure she puts on herself and how being number one entails so many sacrifices.
Did you know that when you Google the word “slut” it specifically refers to a woman? And did you know that if you Google the definition “a man who has many casual sex partners” that there is no word for it? Interesting. How is it that since this word was created in the 15th century we have yet to abolish it from our vocabulary?
You know what makes us the craziest? The thing making our inner psycho bitch come screeching out? What makes our insecurities scream for attention? It’s not dating, it’s not men, and it’s not our mothers.
I don’t think forever causes anxiety and the fear of commitment.
You admit that you need me — all of me — every quiet, awkward, annoying, clingy, over-emotional part of me.
Life is not a simple distillation and description of experience, neatly formatted in black and white onto a single page.
Falling in love was always gradual, comfortable, safe.
I am the daughter of two of the most loving and supportive parents. They taught me right from wrong, instilled in me a relentless work ethic, and showed up for every softball game as I daydreamed in center field.