Right now life teaching me detachment. Nothing’s really mine. People come and go. Moments pass. Love shifts. It’s all temporary. I’m learning to enjoy things without gripping them too tight. To accept when energy changes. To let go when it’s time.
men are the real gold diggers. they expect you to give them your body, play maid, cook their meals, raise their kids, clean their mess, pamper their fragile egos, and take the brunt of emotional labor, all while holding down a job and splitting the bills
I think men are becoming too content with being useless. You guys literally Can’t fix shit, can’t build, don’t pay for shit , struggling to plan dates . Like what are you really here for??