😯 whoa! That’s huge!
“Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.”
— (via bl-ossomed)
6.12.18
I feel so much better after the convo. It’s good to see the effort fallow through physically, and I was honest about my personal anxieties. he listened and understood, Feeling understood and not told, or made to feel like I’m too clingy, needy or sappy is a very comforting change. The feelings are openly expressed as mutual.
I’m excited and happy. Being he’s never done polyamory before, I’m letting him decide what hes comfortable with. But as long as the effort stays I will continue to be impressed, consistency.
I’m still smiling from ear to ear.
6.11.18
It’s so so so hard to trust words, after being understanding before and still being hurt. So many times, told “i just told you that because I thought that’s what you wanted to hear”. Everyone is different. But the fear of repeating the past is hard to shake, scared but I also fully know my fears are unfairly placed. My past is not my present. The people are not the same. There is good in people, and realness… I might be scared but hopeful.
Perpetual Commotion 