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February 24 - February 25, 2025
Asking permission has never been a good color on me. Rebellion brings out the hazel in my eyes.
Fuck what I said to Camden in the coffeeshop. I won’t rock the boat, I'll sink it.
What stage of grief is binging brownies, wine, and RuPaul’s Drag Race? Is it the one before or after bargaining? I can never remember.
“Maybe I should tattoo a diamond necklace on the back of my hand . . . that way I can dress you up whenever I want.”
“You can call me all the names you want, talk to whoever you want, but at the end of the night, we leave together. I leave with you. You leave with me.”
Knowing she’s offering herself to me when she’s fragile and depending on me to make her feel better, makes my chest swell. I get her in ways others haven’t had her. I get her in ways I’ve had no one else.
“You make me fucking crazy. Why would I want anyone else?”
“I’m not going to be some quiet girlfriend on the side that other women think they can step over to get to you. I don’t want to be yours behind closed doors. I’m not a delicate princess—I’m a fucking queen. If you want me, that’s how you’re going to treat me. Leave your ego at the door, I want everyone to know that you kneel at my feet.”
No question, he’s got me under his spell, but I’ve got him under mine too.
They say the best revenge is being happy, and, well, ruining his life will put a smile on my face.
LOL ditto girly
“You are the most beautiful woman in the world. And that’s not even the best thing about you.”
Awww
Love is a quiet trust. It’s familiarity and knowing someone, really knowing who they are deep down.
She deserves the world, so I’ll work every day to deserve her.
We were made for each other. I needed Jordan to open my heart, and she needed me to heal hers.
With every step closer, I fall harder. The belonging she makes me feel. The safety and stability my life has now that she’s in it. She’s made my world better—she’s made me better.
I never thought I’d fall in love, and if I hadn’t crossed paths with Jordan, I never would have—no matter how long I lived. It had to be her.
