My partner said ‘meh’ about Megan Fox today, and I said “you gotta lower your standards. If Megan Fox can’t get it, who can?!” They said, “I don’t know her. She’s hot, but she might not be a good person. You? You’re just as hot, and I know you’re an amazing person. I’d always choose you” 🥹🥰 🩵🤍🖤

Put a finger down if you’re moving so you’re switching company branches, and you even got promoted, because the managing partner gave you a great recommendation, but then starts a never ending bit, where they call you a traitor, curse at you, all while cornering you in elevators. Just me then?

I just want people to love me the way I love them.

It’s been a really bad year for mainstream fantasy/horror readers. First Gaiman and now King. I’m sick to my stomach. This timeline sucks.

Today I found out that the first man I ever fell in love with is engaged again (this is the third time) currently to this crazy girl we went to high school with. 👀 good luck with that.

I love it when my favorite person does something petty and unexpected. Makes me love them even more.

I know this is just part of being post op, but I would’ve taken double the pain over this. Triple even. I’m just so tired of being in this body this week.

"I'm in danger of my emotions flooding. I guess it's on me for falling for someone who doesn't even love me. We keep talking, but all I've ever felt was reminded your life is something I won't ever be a part of."

Just for like three minutes I'm going to complain. I had the worst holiday season ever. The only good part was my amazing and supportive partner and my also mazing and supportive friends, but the people we're related to?! Never again.

The love was about you 💛