divine feminine

It seems pretty fucking obvious to me. 

I will not try to convince you to love me. to respect me. to commit to me. 

I deserve better than that. I am better than that.

Guess we can forget about buying a house.

All right, breakfast of champs. We got your mood stabilizer, anti-psychotic, anti-depressant.

What are you afraid of? Afraid, if you ever do something even remotely selfish, the earth’s gravitational pull will end and we’ll all go flying into space?

I don’t wanna be me anymore.

I wish I could just skip the part where I don’t know the right thing to do and get to the part where I do.

You will not touch one hair on his head. Do you understand?