Shoutout to the girls gettin chub rub but walking like your life isn’t falling apart because your inner thighs are on fire
You drink about it, smoke about it, don’t talk about it."
- Ella Eyre (via o-opiario)
the best kind of friendships are fierce lady friendships where you aggressively believe in each other, defend each other, and think the other deserves the world.
cant keep ya eyes off my fatty daddy i want u
I really hope that I can never enter another intimate relationship with a cis-gendered male ever again. As a pansexual, I can be super attracted to cute cisboys….fall in love with them and stuff. And I guess I’ve done that like three times now. And even though each time, the guy I fall for is a sweet and understanding and kind individual, I can never be happy.
There is a lack of emotional understanding. I provide, and provide and provide, and always put them first. As I would with any gendered partner. But cis boys seem to have an inability to think of anyone but themselves. Maybe even that’s a bit too much. They have been kind to me, and cared for me. And put up with my shit.
But would there have been shit to put up with if I was not constantly feeling like my needs and desires are being pushed to the side? If I didn’t feel like I was constantly catering to their contentment? Or feel like I had to constantly check my behaviours and emotions for fear of putting them off?
They are so restricting. I want to talk to him about it, to fix it. But I feel there is no point. He will somehow make it something I do wrong that makes me feel this way. He wont understand, and that’s why I long for something different.
Does anyone else feel like this? I know I’ve made a huge generalization and I hope I dont offend….I’m just tired of feeling this.