if marriage is the fulcrum
of your existence,
all i have for you is desperate disinterest.
what is there to talk about?
how you clean your kitchen and have submissive, dull *** once in a while?
here's a secret: he probably asked you so that he could get down your pants legally. you said yes thinking of a pretty white dress and that feeling you get watching Disney movies.
i asked a suburban woman this question:
who are you living for?
hollow eyes as she laundry listed Jesus, God and every one of her family members.
no concept of self.
are you satisfied?
yes. she said. i am satisfied.
how can you look at the state of the world and feel complacency? the longer i live the more i realize
that static is not an option.
girls, ladies, women
you don't need the validation.
Nov 30, 2011
Nov 30, 2011 at 8:49 PM UTC
if marriage is the fulcrum
of your existence,
all i have for you is desperate disinterest.
what is there to talk about?
how you clean your kitchen and have submissive, dull *** once in a while?
here's a secret: he probably asked you so that he could get down your pants legally. you said yes thinking of a pretty white dress and that feeling you get watching Disney movies.
i asked a suburban woman this question:
who are you living for?
hollow eyes as she laundry listed Jesus, God and every one of her family members.
no concept of self.
are you satisfied?
yes. she said. i am satisfied.
how can you look at the state of the world and feel complacency? the longer i live the more i realize
that static is not an option.
girls, ladies, women
you don't need the validation.
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