as much as i desire a sexual relationship with a partner, i desire intimacy and romance so much more. Holding my hand in public, and looking at me and smiling when i speak. standing behind me with your hands around my waist, and bending down to tie my shoe when it comes unlaced. holding me when i’m scared. reciprocating my joy and excitement about something, no matter how little it may seem.
maturing is realizing none of us are easy to be with. It's about who's willing to stay committed to understanding you and actually wants to grow with you
Everyone loves preaching about mental health on the timeline, but the brutal truth is nobody actually wants to be around a depressed person.
The second your struggle becomes an inconvenience, the distancing begins. Society loves the aesthetic of support and the hashtags, but they despise the reality. Real depression isn't a cute movie scene; it's zero energy and canceled plans. The moment you stop being fun, you are suddenly labeled as "negative," a "burden," or "too heavy to handle." They want you healed, but refuse &
sit in the dark with you while you hurt. People will literally watch you drown and then complain that your splashing is ruining their vibe. You learn very quickly who actually, loves you, and who just loved the entertaining version of you.
The silence you get from your "friends" when you hit rock bottom is the loudest reality check of adulthood.
Jacob Elordi revelou que uma cobra real foi utilizada nas gravações do sétimo episódio da 3ª temporada de “Euphoria”:
“Era uma jiboia de verdade, com um chocalho falso na ponta. Ela foi se aproximando de mim bem devagar, foi tranquilo. Mas estava bem sonolenta, era uma cobra sonolenta. Eu precisei dar algumas cutucadas para ela se mexer.”
and YES yall are doing too much over the baby being named robin. robin isnt just some ex gf she’s someone who was important to him and the whole entire reason hughie even joined the boys. annie never had any animosity towards robin or them dating, it’s honorable not disrespectful
This whole show literally started cause of her death and Annie knows she was really important to Hughie, like naming kids after people you loved & respected in life isn’t new there’s nothing wrong with this
I will never again pretend to be the easygoing, low maintenance girl. I love receiving flowers without having to ask. I appreciate unexpected “thinking of you” texts and thoughtful check ins. I enjoy forehead kisses and good morning messages. I like being taken on meaningful dates that I didn’t have to plan.
I want to be shown off, not hidden, like someone you’re proud to have. I love affection, intentional time together, and little surprises. I like to be loved out loud. I’m done making myself smaller to be easier to love. I love hard and I won’t apologize for it anymore.
I thought my boyfriend was just “nice” at first. Like, normal nice. He replied on time, checked in, did small sweet things. I didn’t think much of it because I was used to having to explain what I needed in relationships.
Then one evening I came home really tired after a long day. I didn’t even say I was stressed—I was just quiet. He looked at me, took my bag off my shoulder without saying a word, and told me, “Go change, I’ll handle everything.”
When I came back, he had already made food. Not instant noodles, not something rushed—actual proper food. He set the plate down, gave me water, and then just sat with me while I ate like it was the most normal thing in the world.
Later I apologized for being “moody,” and he just frowned a little and said, “You’re not difficult. You’re just tired.”
That’s when it hit me. I wasn’t being tolerated. I was being taken care of.
And the weirdest part? It didn’t feel like effort on his side. It felt like peace on mine.