fuck these “i need to be fucked” posts. I need to be motherfucking kissed. throw me against a wall and kiss me like i’m the love of your goddamn life and you didn’t think you’d ever find me.
There’s gotta be some more middle ground between people that think friends are free therapists and people who think any conversation that is more personal than small talk about the weather is emotional labor
You’re looking for the elusive group of people who maintain healthy boundaries
