i think about how you’re always supposed to wait around for men.wait for them to correctly identify their emotions.wait for them to Weakly Express It.wait for them to be courageous with emotional vulnerability.it’s so tiring how you’re supposed to accept the little they offer and be grateful.
I’m always fascinated in seeing this type of creativity. It’s like how did they even begin to think of something this dope. Blows my mind.
If you can’t handle me randomly blurting out song lyrics that relate to what you just said, we can’t be friends