I Belong Deeply to Myself

by Dallas Taylor

Fear and I were so familiar, I mistook it for a friend.

our polished manicures a testament to the fact that, we had never held onto anything too tightly.

avoidant attachment baddies 🔛🔝

if caring less is winning, what’s the prize? Apathy? Emptiness? Being unbothered?

i have so many feelings, my feelings have feelings! and i cannot shut tf up about it!

don’t want a love I achieve through smoke and mirrors. I don’t want to con my way into a forever using carefully calculated dance steps or a mysterious facade.

when being so mysterious and sexy backfires 🙁

When I told him I was excited to show him more parts of myself, he responded with, “I’ve already seen everything there is to see.” I looked at him, confused because we’d only been dating a few months. He continued, “I’ve already seen you naked.” That’s when I realized I had been looking at his soul while he had stopped at my body.

ooo owieee mommy💯💯

But where do great beauties go when we’re done looking at them?

*picture with my eye’s bulging like an old timey cartoon* hahaha ow