The mind is a dark, yet beautiful place. For so long i've w..
🕑 Added 2024-06-21 23:23:18 +0000 UTC
The mind is a dark, yet beautiful place. For so long i've wanted to be strong enough to stand on my own. My inability to give up on those I love is tearing me apart from the inside. I tried. I'm so tired of the pain and anxiety I feel when I'm around him. I hate how he works himself up and yells, pacing around the apartment muttering and spitting about demanding respect. In that moment, respect is lost forever. I'm all for a bit of anger... a bit of violence. what would be the fun without it? Directing it into a tantrum and blaming others? So pathetic. Turn that anger into passion and take it all out on me in bed.... or bent over the kitchen bench. When I see a man beginning to direct his anger at me, I don't feel fear... I feel like my body opens up... my energy. I feel drawn toward that anger and I suddenly become overcome with the urge to love and pleasure this man until all his anger is released inside me. Imagine.
