i wanna cuddle and i wanna snuggle and i wanna nuzzle and i wanna intertwine my physical form with yours so that we may become a beautiful expression of human connection
But the thing I will never admit to anyone who’s met me is how desperately I want to be loved, I don’t think I could say it. How I want someone to hold my wrists and kiss my palms and smile at me, and want me, I want to be wanted and I don’t know how long poetry or songs will substitute for being wanted.
'No, thanks,' I said, and no one tried to convince me. I probably wouldn't have changed my mind, but it would have been nice to feel like they wanted me to.
Wanna hear a fucked up joke? Humankind, except I have not met anybody that could embody the “kind” in that word
This pyramid shows the necessary factors which form the foundation for motivational ambition, it kindles the raw fire of passions .
Ironically haters live life the longest despite attempts to shorten it. individuals that make their lives worth living become victims of unfair circumstances from life. The delicate Balence between both ends is solitude (or outcasted/loneliness/heartbreak). Life in eternity is depressing enough as is, made worse by mental mindslaughter of memories you will never forget till the end of time. I guess I pissed off somebody important up above cuz I’ve got the most backward ass hand of cards to deal with.
Being a well endowed “nice guy” who can rival the mindset of the most devoted woman, in sensuality desire, and consideration in love to “the one” im okay in looks, low in self esteem, but I stay true to myself, gracious towards others, but cautioned from past experiences, naive, dense as a doorknob, with compassionate sincerity, complete with curiousness and humor. I’m human, But I’m too human, like a refined purebred that doesn’t belong anywhere, I’m to peculiar for my own good, and set my standards bar too high for me to reach. The expectations? Well the end of a three year toxic relationship has shown me the power of human potential which tanks my hope of ever finding true LOVE (desired, wanted, being extra, actively participating with effort and support) without being treated as just another meaningless FUCK to satisfy someones lust. Sex is pathetically sad when theirs no passion of love. As a heartbroken 23 yr old male addicted to meth here’s a question for all walks of life: if a stranger in a public venue started assaulting out someone out in the open lasting for about two hours while everyone watch’s from a safe distance, what makes the inactions of the crowd any less monstrous then the attack himself?
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the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again