There will be a breakup after which you lose your ability to love. That is when you become an economic unit and your sole purpose is to boost GDP per capita (nominal) till you die.
eu odeio homens, mas continuo gostando deles… é a maior prova de que a sexualidade não é uma escolha
ninguém em da consciência escolheria gostar de homens
Si mpendane tu huku nje. Mnunulie maua. Pelekaneni on cute dates. Communicate intentionally. Fanyeni tabia mbaya seriously. Apologise. Itaneni malenge na big head. Finish her plate. Buy him a football jersey. Andikianeni mabarua.
Small small things.
For fuck’s sake, take photos and videos when you travel or any prestigious moments. You don’t have to upload them. Do it for yourself, you idiot. Stop acting nonchalant. Years later, those memories will hit. Capture the damn moments before they become memories you can’t relive.
A broke bitch is not the same as a broke nigga. She’ll work her lil job, get cute on budget, go out, & even be generous when possible. A broke nigga is a mean, angry, miserable, stankin leech.
I feel like dating should be FUN, getting to know somebody, going on dates, learning each other’s personalities, laughing, flirting, and seeing if there’s a genuine connection. When did everything become so complicated???
Oversleeping has always been my quietest cry for help. The moment I start sleeping through entire days, just know something inside me is carrying more than it can explain out loud.