I think one of the most heartfelt experiences in life is discovering that someone genuinely enjoys your presence. Not what you provide, Not your accomplishments. Just you, your thoughts, your energy, your existence.
i never understood why i always ended up hating every job i ever had and then when i realized i just fucking hate capitalism and that itâs the root of all evil everything made sense
if you find yourself wanting to shave before having your body seen by other people (going swimming, wearing something revealing, seeing a partner) then that's a good indicator that shaving isn't actually just your personal choice and is most likely the result of societal pressure