#love issues

[sweetfreedom2107]

You make loving me seem like a chore, when love is supposed to feel like it's flowing, not forced. And they ask me why I don't leave you but you don't leave the only ship in the sea and dive in the ice cold water that will undoubtedly kill you with the cruel cold of reality.

[waitingforlostsouls]

You ever kind of date a guy, and he doesn't want to acknowledge his feelings to the point you just become his mother? Like I'm not going to nurture you, but I will call you by your full legal name if you mess up again.

[ethereal-intrigue]

If my mom knew that I am just doing whatever he wants me to do and doing all sorta ‘weird’ stuff she would be super pissed

But ion wanna disappoint him either

I am starting to think me talking with a guy and trying to get serious will always end badly

[alephnora]

can anyone love me please. i just cant get why nobody loves me im not meaning boys idfc about boys i meaning anybody. my dad didnt love me okey my mom dont love me okey then who gonna love me

[onceuponaweirdo]

I need people to understand that YES! I need money. But I also need longingly someone to hold me throughout the night and tell me that tomorrow will come and everything will be okay, that I'LL be okay! And that they love ME no matter what.

[evidently-endless]

i think we should remind musicians they can absolutely make up little stories for their songs btw. it doesn’t have to be about them at all. you can invent a guy and put him in situations to music. time honoured tradition in fact.

[caffeinesam]

I'm afraid

Afraid of never meeting someone with whom I share a similar physical connection to my ex, and I don't mean strictly sexually. I mean the cuddling, the holding hands, the kisses, the looking in each other's eyes, the walking side by side, the breathing together... and yes of course the sex too.

It was intensely arousing and electrifying, yet calming, peaceful. And it lasted all these years. Hours lost in embrace, doing nothing but feeling each other, feeling like mere minutes passed. Warping time and space. A deep and strange feeling of belonging, annihilating stress, insecurities, unease.

So while I know I'm going to meet someone better for me when I'm ready, I'm scared of it feeling bland or lacking any sense of real intimacy. That this one was the peak, on that aspect.

It's probably completely irrational. I feared the same when I left the previous relationship and ended with someone way better. I was scared I was too old to attract someone and build something, but it happens fast actually.

Now I'm also scared that I mostly attract people barely above half my age. And it's even worse when I let the grey beard grow. What's wrong with these 20-somethings?

[thoughts-that-i-cant-tell-u]

yeah. I'm sorry I lied to you. You're right. I don't feel loved when I do everything you want from me. But when I ask you, you're either tired or in pain. I just feel like I'm not the right person for u. My mom used to tell me that if they really loved u, they'd do anything for u. But u wouldn't. Am I not enough?

[sweetfreedom2107]

Your words are bullets that never quite make it out of my body

But I still apologize when I'm not the one who should be saying sorry.

I try to be the bigger man,

the better person.

But lately all this bottling up has really been eating away at me, the sorrow in my heart has somehow worsened.

I thought love was the key

To drive away agony

But it's bleeding me dry

To watch myself cry

Over someone who keeps reloading the gun

And hurts me because it's fun.

Shall I aim my gun, my sweet, at you?

Strangle your neck that you never let me kiss till it turns blue?

Shall I do what you have done to me to you?

Will you be able to bear it, love? I don't think you'll be able to.

[waitingforlostsouls]

The Cat and Dog Owner 🐕🐈‍⬛

You're like a new cat owner You get confused when you set out food And I come over to eat The emotionally aloof kitten It's the only time I let you love me Because sometimes you get a bit too comfortable And forget I have my boundaries You try to pick me up And I hiss and swat at your face Because I have issues with trust And assume you have bad intentions I come back around when I'm ready And sit and cry for attention I'm the new dog owner I'm so confused I'm pointing you to the open door And you're busy chasing your own tail You have no idea what you're going to do when you catch it You're too busy living in the moment You whine whenever I give you space Because you assume I don't love you That I don't want to play So I come over and scratch your head See your big puppy eyes look up at me You get caught up chewing my sofa But you look at me adoringly Tell me if you will How can I say no to you?

[reallybadblackoutpoems]

meditations on first philosophy (1641) - rene descartes

"who give a shit"

[marrowridden]

You have a complex relationship with your body and need to keep some/all of your clothes on during sex?

That's okay, what you're wearing looks good on you.

You need to take a lot of breaks doing anything intimate because you're easily overwhelmed?

I understand, I'm just happy to be here with you.

You're on medication that impacts your libido/makes reaching orgasm really difficult?

No pressure, tell me what feels good for you, and if you get frustrated we can do something else together.

Sex isn't going to look the same for everybody and that's fine, that's normal.

Sometimes you don't orgasm, sometimes you need to stop because your mood changes out of nowhere, sometimes you get really self conscious and need accommodations to take your mind off of it.

People are too complex for everybody to go about it the same, just keep doing what feels best for you, regardless of how different it may seem from other people's experiences.

[chloesimaginationthings]

Scott Cawthon’s version of FNAF security breach..

[bishy437]

oh, please don’t go!

i’ll eat you up i love you so!

[loganspr1ncess]

starting at 12am

[buttdumplin]

yeah simon is the one to scare people away when they get too close you, using his size and movement to intimidate, simultaneously shielding you behind him

yeah soap is the one barking loud, creating a spectacle and calling people out, and warning them away

yeah kyle is the one humiliating people, mocking offenders until either their own actions dawn on them or they finally recognize the venom in his eyes

but price is the one that launches into swinging. there is no warning, no hesitation. taking a step, even a single word against you, warrants immediate action in his mind. it's no laughing fucking matter. you are a top fucking prize, his prize, the best the world has to offer. john is rabid in his protection, bearing tooth and boot and claw and fist. there’s no point in talking to him or trying to negotiate, an offense is an offense and he won’t meet it halfway. someone looks at you the wrong way? they won't be able to see out of swollen eyes after headbutts them, crushing their nose. someone whispers something nasty about you? good luck even eating with that jaw wired shut. god forbid someone touches you, the other three boys can barely hold him back. john will break countless bones in every way he knows and beat his knuckles bloody if your smile starts to drop.