Simone De Beauvoir, From A Diary Entry Featured In Diary Of A Philosophy Student

once these 15 million different stressful situations resolve themselves I’m gonna be so normal again. I can be normal and not exhausted

bouncing on it with the intentions of being ur wife

If your boyfriend tells you he’s looking into buying podcast equipment, and you do nothing to stop him, when I’m president and I sign an executive order to finally prosecute men with podcasts, you will be charged as an accessory to a crime. Just some food for thought

from tender is not a bad word by k.c cramm

SWAN ON MY BIKE

“Wanna treat?” While you’re unbuckling your pants would actually work on me

I am a dumb dog and I very much so do want a treat

there was a moment - still, golden.. when her skin met mine and my mind fell silent. this wasn’t just desire. it was something older, deeper. like my soul, who had been waiting lifetimes, had found its home.

she looked at me like I belonged, and I melted into her as if I always had. tasting her, touching her, felt like being handed the language of the stars.

there aren’t words for what it felt like to touch her like that. to be inside her, to taste the kind of beauty that ruins you in the best way; soft, wild, holy. like poetry with a pulse. she is raw beauty, quiet fire, a universe I want to spend forever unfolding.

and I can’t wait to place my promise on her finger.

man of the house (eldest daughter)