I Do Not Like Sex.

Emotion permanence.

Oh what a day to be kicked in the face that I suffer from this cos why do I feel unloved if I so much as get no response for a while from my partner. I'm going to be investigating this further, hang out with me till then.

Who am I going to tell that I needed you more than I need air? That I knew that I was going to be okay but I needed you to tell me in words, I needed you to know I'd be okay and say it to me. Who will I tell that your prayers would have gone the longest to soothe me? No one, so I'll write it here.

I'll write here that in the moments when you didn't answer, in the dead of the nights when you could have met my needs, my hope dragged on and on. I had important things to do but I kept hoping your name would pop up and that you'd say the magic words and everything would get better, that you'd reply just at the right moment for everything to go back to being good. This is important to me, you know it is, I've spent months spooling myself up so I can be ready for this. Who better to have seen how tightly my spools had gone round and round? Who better to check if they'll keep that way, till after the critical moments?

Not you, I guess. Not you at all, that's fine. I've been taught a lesson I already know but in my knowing I've found experience with you. Romantic love will make your heart pound but only your friends will save you. I didn't have to be experienced in this tho, you could have made sure I only know it, not felt it.I know now that I don't need you, I never did. Not in the literal sense of the word. I want you, so acutely it presents as need. Each time I feel it more strongly than the last and I don't meet you in those moments, I come away knowing that I can need you and not get you and still thrive. That's not a good thing to know if you're in love, I guess but I guess everyday I need you less and less and now I just have to find other things to love about you, the fact that you fulfill my need is no longer part of it.

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As part of her social media detox this girl on YouTube made herself do one hour of understimulating tasks every day and she just counted rice for 60 minutes straight because its no different from doomscrolling in terms of wasted time

I think it says something about me that my comfort book is Twilight 1 (not the other books, just the 1st one) and the movie I never delete from my phone is 50 shades.

I don't know what it says but it says something.

Two lovers have reincarnated throughout history, destined to find each other and fall in love all over again. There’s also this third guy that reincarnates alongside them… we don’t really know what he does.

Don't know when and how it happened but I've slowly come to terms with my adulthood. From a child who didn't want to turn 13 because she was sure that was when adult's problems started to a 19 year old calling herself an ex-child.

I can't relate with most sentiments and call it a journey but there's more to me than there was last year, may be the more isn't admirable even but I'm no longer at odds with the words 'adult'. I accept it, I'm responsible for stuff now, it's on me, most of it is. I won't let that thought weigh me down, it's rather liberating when I think about it. I, not anyone else, get to decide what I can be and when it should happen.

Oh, what wonder, I'm not an empty canvas, neither am I finished. I'm in between an incompleteness and perfection; an incomplete yet perfect being.

Pretending i forgot my tumblr existed lol.

Update: the love I held on to, the one where I'd rather type in an obscure corner of my room than express myself too much to, I let it go. I let it go and I am vindictive enough to hope that it hurts them more than it hurts me.

I'm in a new one that I feel will end badly but at least I think I'd be the least hurt.

Simone Biles is a great athlete, she is so beautiful to watch. I know she is great, everyone does but since I do not understand the scoring system in gymnastics, my love for her is not on par with Shelly Ann Fraser-Pryce.

My God, that is one woman who inspires me a lot! Did it, left, got pregnant, came back, did it again (this time as the fastest woman alive!) I'm so proud of her and I can't wait to watch her for the last time in this year's Olympics. I'm rooting for her with all of my heart. She has motivated me by deciding to push herself to her best and for that, I'm grateful.

My exams are soon and every time my eyes are watering from reading or I drop my book because I do not 'feel' like it. I tell myself that postpartum SAFP prolly didn't feel like practicing too. She prolly just wanted to watch reels for a while and chill but she prolly didn't and so I can watch her and be proud, I can draw strength from her story. A woman whom the world thought it was over for but one who knew she wasn't done and showed the rest of us just how not done she is.

Reposted this only to not take the advise.

one of the biggest things I can advocate for (in academia, but also just in life) is to build credibility with yourself. It’s easy to fall into the habit of thinking of yourself as someone who does things last minute or who struggles to start tasks. people will tell you that you just need to build different habits, but I know for me at least the idea of ‘habit’ is sort of abstract and dehumanizing. Credibility is more like ‘I’ve done this before, so I know I can do it, and more importantly I trust myself to do it’. you set an assignment goal for the day and you meet it, and then you feel stronger setting one the next day. You establish a relationship with yourself that’s built on confidence and trust. That in turn starts to erode the barrier of insecurity and perfectionism and makes it easier to start and finish tasks. reframing the narrative as a process of building credibility makes it easier to celebrate each step and recognize how strong your relationship with yourself can become