Mfhoe

saying, “make me”, in hopes that you’ll grip my throat and whisper in my ear all the ways you’ll punish me later

i remind myself why i’m such a bad bitch

this is something i’ve always thought about

god i'm so tired of everybody's bad faith interpretations of everything. where's the trust. where's the forgiveness. where's the understanding that most things are complex and most people have many layers. and like the black eyed peas once said. where is the love

must be nice to be able to let things go, unfortunately everything that has ever happened to me never leaves my mind