I don’t want to fall in love.
Sometimes I think I want to be alone for the rest of my life. I enjoy that fantasy, making dinner for one. It sounds as wonderful as it sounds dreadful.
They say you find what you are looking for the second you stop looking for it. But who is THEY? Is that just advice you give your shitty single friends? I don’t know what I’m saying I’m just so confused about everything.
I like the idea that women are goddesses and should be treated as such. I like the idea of a woman being so idolized in that way. Every tattoo a mark on their bodies bragging about the terrible and incredible parts in their lives. Tattoos that are visible, cleavage out, smoking a cigarette with eyes that say, “That’s right. You will love me and you will respect me. I will show no attitude to convince you to do otherwise. And if you disrespect me, you will fucking believe that I can ruin the ground you stand on.”
Fucking awesome. Don’t know what prompted me to write that.