The world is a fun, confusing, frightening, glorious, sad, desperate, angry, loving, hopeful, place.
All you can do is keep trying.
Oh, and I'm 42 now so I've attained enlightenment. Then I was 43. Fuck enlightenment, embrace chaos.
Self care isn’t just drinking water and going to sleep early. Self care is taking a break when things become overwhelming, saying no to things you do not want to do, allowing yourself to cry, asking for help from those around you, doing things that make you happy.
I really like the word “smitten”. because at first glance you just think of sappy lovey-dovey stuff but also you have to remember this is a word that’s born of the word “smite.” a devastating word. a word that, summarized, means stricken. smitten means stricken as well — struck with devastating affection.
I went full buzz cut last year and, fuck, it feels amazing. I feel amazing with it. It took away half of the fucks I gave all at once.
The only downside is the lack of hair to be tugged on when I go down on a beautiful woman. Oh well, guess I'll just have to rub my head all around her inner thighs and nudge adorably.
I re-buzzed my sides last night and they’re soooo fuzzy, just waiting for femme fingers and nails to feel them
i’m gonna start scratching up the carpet like a cat if i don’t get my nails into a butch’s shaved sides soon 😠😠