I’m tired of romances.
Maybe I’m just tired of myself.
From now on, I’ll write
free, light,
and unchained.
I’ve spent too long
reading,
rereading,
thinking I needed more time.
Fool.
Idiot.
Pleased to meet you.
As a woman,
I can be as many as I choose.
I can tell as many stories as I want.
And God help those
who don’t want to listen—
it won’t be easy to stop me now.
Light.
Darkness.
Prose.
And poetry.
All in one body.
Amen.
But I’m tired of romances—
or maybe
of happy endings.
It’s never been like that.
It never will be.
Stop fooling yourselves—
the bad boy doesn’t end up
with the good girl.
We like the contrast,
that’s why we read those stories.
The truth?
The bad boy ends up with the foolish girl—
and she’s not just foolish,
she’s twisted enough
to crave his filthy mouth
and his alpha swagger.
Sep 17, 2025
Sep 17, 2025 at 6:06 AM UTC
I’m tired of romances.
Maybe I’m just tired of myself.
From now on, I’ll write
free, light,
and unchained.
I’ve spent too long
reading,
rereading,
thinking I needed more time.
Fool.
Idiot.
Pleased to meet you.
As a woman,
I can be as many as I choose.
I can tell as many stories as I want.
And God help those
who don’t want to listen—
it won’t be easy to stop me now.
Light.
Darkness.
Prose.
And poetry.
All in one body.
Amen.
But I’m tired of romances—
or maybe
of happy endings.
It’s never been like that.
It never will be.
Stop fooling yourselves—
the bad boy doesn’t end up
with the good girl.
We like the contrast,
that’s why we read those stories.
The truth?
The bad boy ends up with the foolish girl—
and she’s not just foolish,
she’s twisted enough
to crave his filthy mouth
and his alpha swagger.
