it's so funny when I rewatch a show but with a new/different/additional crush. like I'm rewatching the librarians with my partner right now and it just feels soo different lol
I thought I could handle going to a buffet for lunch. I was sssooo wrong. I lost control and ate so much I had to leave work early. I feel like such a pig 🐷
thinking ab the fact that i’m the first person a lot of the men who i’ve slept with have ever slapped in the face. like, they’re all Nice Men who care about women & previously wouldn’t have dreamed of doing so. even in sex, even in kink. they might be into other/related things - bondage, control, choking, impact play on other areas of the body maybe. but the face? the face??? no way. they feel it’s too violent, too disrespectful. one step too far. they’d never want to hit a woman in the face! they don’t think they could even do it! it would just feel too wrong. but with me? i’m an exception for which they’re willing to try. not like the other women they’ve been with; an acceptable object to degrade. i’m worth their disrespect, their violence. i’m worth abandoning morals & pushing past boundaries they had never before allowed themselves to cross. but only for me. still, only for me. and so, they do. cautiously, tentatively. unsure at first, worried to have misunderstood, to have somehow overstepped. but then, of course, a smile can’t help but to spread across my face, & just like that - the fates are sealed! bc they can’t help but to fucking love it.