@signulll "a bio that's relatable"
personally can't relate to his bio at all but yeah let's pick politicians based on who's been enough of a trainwreck for losers to find him relatable
a lot of dumb girls whose favorite books are my year of rest and relaxation and whatever sally rooney writes are saving this to their pinterest boards rn
sometimes it feels weird saying i’m trad but also wanting to be babied by my future husband, like i think a man that does it all is my weakness. i think i just want to be taken care of.
like traditional woman are expected to cook and clean, but (in my ideal future life) we can have maids and a chef, and yes i’ll cook too but out of love not because it’s my job.
i think a woman’s job is to provide the emotional support a man needs to relax and be his peace, bring joy, romance, play, connection. and when the time comes, her full time job becomes the kids, period.
everyone’s like “you can’t give advice about meeting someone, you just got lucky met your husband at an orgy. that’s just totally random and not something anyone else can do!”
you guys. i literally put on a sexy outfit and went to a party centered around one of my interests, and then met a person who shares my interests and personality type. this is the most traditional way to meet a spouse. it could have been bowling, or trivia, or tap dancing.
i’m sorry to be the one to say it, but you’re all ngmi.
unpopular opinion: men love crazy in a woman
if you grew up chasing love from a mother who was distant, inconsistent, or hard to please, a woman who’s intensely affectionate can feel irresistible
the constant texts. the attention. the need to be close. at first it feels overwhelming, then it starts to feel normal
and when she suddenly goes quiet (i.e stops calling, stops checking in, stops making you the center of her world) it feels like something is wrong
a lot of men say they want independence, but what they really crave is to be deeply wanted
they want the feeling that someone loves them with an intensity they never quite got growing up
and they’re willing to chase that high even if it means dating a lil’ bit crazy
I had a terrifying dream that I said nigger on the street and this fat troon chased me for hours with a knife. surprisingly very fast. Cut me a couple times but I managed to get away.
Perhaps one of the most demonic things I used to do was, during or after orgasms, look her in the eye and say “Tell me you’re perfect” or “Tell me you’re beautiful.”
Bonus for a hand slightly on her throat.
See you guys in Hell.
"yeah i didn't really want to be a husband or father but had to pass this last name down to somebody" is not a great reason to get married and have kids