dying to be a pretty boy on a doms lap, being toyed, pet and played with absentmindedly while he talks to his friends
Keith Vaughan - Boys at Ballet, 1930
'Rainbow pool' at Congaree National Park - result of decaying vegetation, especially cypress cones and needles, that release their natural oils
sorry i overreacted i had no idea everything would be fine
worst part about getting angry is how much it makes you want to be mean
sorry i said something dickish. a few mildly frustrating things happened to me in succession and it turned me evil
The idea of someone tapping their dick on my face not letting me suck it off is actually so hot, like just rubbing their dick on my face while I go cock drunk... Yeaaahhhh I like the sound of that.
there's no greater betrayal than finally starting to read a book you've had sitting for months on your shelf or your desk or your nightstand and then finding out it's bad. like. i gave you a fucking home.
Devastated that rbs were turned off. I need this on my blog.
one of the more valuable things I’ve learned in life as a survivor of a mentally unstable parent is that it is likely that no one has thought through it as much as you have.
no, your friend probably has not noticed they cut you off four times in this conversation.
no, your brother didn’t realize his music was that loud while you were studying.
no, your bff or S.O. doesn’t remember that you’re on a tight deadline right now.
no, no one else is paying attention to the four power dynamics at play in your friend group right now.
a habit of abused kids, especially kids with unstable parents, is the tendency to notice every little detail. We magnify small nuances into major things, largely because small nuances quickly became breaking points for parents. Managing moods, reading the room, perceiving danger in the order of words, the shift of body weight….it’s all a natural outgrowth of trying to manage unstable parents from a young age.
Here’s the thing: most people don’t do that. I’m not saying everyone else is oblivious, I’m saying the over analysis of minor nuances is a habit of abuse.
I have a rule: I do not respond to subtext. This includes guilt tripping, silent treatments, passive aggressive behavior, etc. I see it. I notice it. I even sometimes have to analyze it and take a deep breath and CHOOSE not to respond. Because whether it’s really there or just me over-reading things that actually don’t mean anything, the habit of lending credence to the part of me that sees danger in the wrong shift of body weight…that’s toxic for me. And dangerous to my relationships.
The best thing I ever did for myself and my relationships was insist upon frank communication and a categorical denial of subtext. For some people this is a moral stance. For survivors of mentally unstable parents this is a requirement of recovery.
This post has helped me so much I’m glad I’ve come across it again
It has honestly saved some of my relationships and it could have saved others if I had taken it to heart earlier
It’s how I approach all new relationships, and I’ll state this outright to be clear
I can’t stop myself from overanalyzing initially, but I have regularly stopped myself from obsessing over or acting on my overanalyzing
Thank you so much for making this post
human brain is so easy to manipulate its stupid. sun is out longer in evening = life is worth living...read some negative social media posts = everybody hates me...read one interesting article = i have the scholar's ambition
christian rock bands are a backbone genre in the amv scene
christian rock band making a song: i dedicate this one to you jesus
unwell 12 year old girl who is a couple years away from having a gender crisis: this is so naruto and sasuke
christian rock bands are a backbone genre in the amv scene
christian rock band making a song: i dedicate this one to you jesus
unwell 12 year old girl who is a couple years away from having a gender crisis: this is so naruto and sasuke
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