My stomach has been doing somersaults this past week. Can’t keep my mind under wraps 😟
Anybody?somebody? Gaaaahhh! 😭
In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.” I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.
Men want us to kiss them with beards, suck their dicks and kiss their balls with pubes, hug them with hairy arm pits, intwine our legs with hairy thighs, but if women have one hair on our body that isn’t on our head it’s disgusting
Not sure whether it is the alcohol talking, or whether I’ve found my future family.
All I know, is it’s big, close knit, and I wanna be a part of it - and they’re all already accepting me in. Never felt so “home” until now.