Life is stressful, but when this man cuddles up to me and gently rubs my thigh in his sleep, all those stresses fall away. Nothing else in the world matters, everything is right.
I guess independent women that can finally be vulnerable have
A LOT of breakdowns and emotional outbursts ๐
After suppressing my feelings for years to focus on my survival, being allowed to be soft, temporarily caused a meltdown where I convinced myself I was gonna lose it all.
Loving possessiveness is the hottest thing. Total freedom to be me, but will kill anyone that stares at me for too long.
Loves showing me off and bragging, but in a, "look at how pretty my property is. You can look if I let you, but it's all mine and you'll never have it"
I am not one of God's favorites. Because why does it seem like every other girls' boobies get another Lil growth spurt in their late 20s, and once again, the puberty fairy skipped my yiddies?? ๐ ๐
My boyfriend.
I was too broken, too torn down, I didn't believe in myself. Couldn't trust myself.
He's still rebuilding me piece by piece. Everyday.
He saved me. He's teaching me how to love me. He's teaching me how to be strong again. He's teaching me how to be soft again.
i like clingy. I like good morning and goodnight messages. I like double texts and phone calls. I like unexpected "i miss you so much" texts. i like knowing someone cares. I like knowing they try.