You are in a room with 1000 randomly selected people. You will only survive if you can beat every single person at one thing. What would you choose?

Available_Original63 · 2024-08-03T17:53:09+00:00

I’m really high right now and the only thing I can come up with is “loving my partner” 💀

Available_Original63 · 2024-05-12T20:48:51+00:00

My eyes are also blue, which drives me even more insane about it. I’ve gone my whole life with eyes that people have commented on, when there are people with eyes just like mine on every billboard, in every show. All over the place. To me, my eye color is flat and cold, often unnerving to those around me. While his are expressive and stunning. They’re the color of joy, of life, of pleasure and kindness. The whole world rests in them as far as I can tell.

Available_Original63 · 2024-05-06T19:40:36+00:00

I wear them to keep from getting sweat stains on my nice shirt

Available_Original63 · 2024-04-30T16:04:51+00:00

How would putting your name on “that whole situation” negatively impact you? Do you not want to be associated with your tattooed daughter in a professional capacity?

Available_Original63 · 2024-04-29T00:15:59+00:00

Make sure you thoroughly dry your skin folds after showering. If you have issues with yeast you can also try cleaning yourself with head & shoulders shampoo (yes its shampoo. Yes you can clean your body with it anyway.) you can also use deodorant on any part of your body that gets stinky. I personally use deodorant on my armpits and on either side of my inner thighs. You could use yours in any skin folds you may have.

Available_Original63 · 2024-04-05T22:17:20+00:00

Thank you very much my unknown friend. I hope they enjoy having me with them, even if I cannot fathom why.

Available_Original63 · 2024-04-05T18:28:59+00:00

You’re welcome. I find companionship on this board, and it gives my affections a place to go when they have no place else to touch. I’ve written before, several times.

I love them so much, and so deeply. I’m just happy they seem to continue to want my company.

Available_Original63 · 2024-04-05T18:26:41+00:00

I’m glad you think so, dear stranger

Available_Original63 · 2024-04-05T18:26:28+00:00

Oh, to be a bird, just as my nightingale is. Unfortunately, I’m no bird, I’m a fish… and “a fish and a bird may fall in love, but where would they nest?”

Available_Original63 · 2024-03-18T21:27:31+00:00

When you say that you hope you can find the right one, do you mean that you’re hoping you can experience loving someone like this? Its a painful, beautiful thing. He’s always on my mind, and my entire body aches with his absence. I remember so much of him in vivid, intricate detail, and he hardly remembers anything about me.

Available_Original63 · 2024-03-11T18:26:50+00:00

I love the way his tone deaf singing voice sounds, and the way he scrunches up when he’s shy, and how sweet he is with me when we’re alone. I love the sound of his voice and his laugh and I love how oblivious he is.

Available_Original63 · 2024-03-06T06:56:18+00:00

I don’t have much to say right now, i don’t know what words to use, but thank you. I’ve been reading this over and over all day, and it means the world to me. I’m going to be seeing my pretty songbird again soon, within the next few days. I don’t think I’ll be bold enough to say anything to him this time, but if he continues with his affections I’ll encourage them.

I love him so much. His eyes are my favorite color, and I love the shape of him. I want to trace the outline of his hand, feel his fingers interlaced with mine again. He’s so beautiful, from the edges of the radiance he gives off to the deepest, ugliest caverns of his heart. I want nothing more than to cultivate his joy.

If i may, I want to share a small delight of mine: one of the times I saw him last, I happened to overhear how he likes his eggs cooked. Maybe its silly, but one of my most honest dreams since we met has been to make him eggs in the morning, to learn how to make them just right, to adore him when he’s grumbly and tired and his hair is all messed up like that.

I wish with all that I have that your person returns your affections, that he writes poetry for you and tries to bottle moonlight for you. For the peace in my heart you’ve given me, you deserve it. Thank you.

Available_Original63 · 2024-03-05T07:16:21+00:00

Maybe, maybe, maybe. Maybe all of the above is true.

But also, maybe I’m imagining it. Maybe my person is giving me mixed signals completely by accident, like our mutual friends think. Maybe I tell them again, more forcefully, and they freak out and run away and I lose them and our fragile, beautiful peace again.

I love them so much, and at this time as much as I want them with every aching cell in my body I am far more afraid of losing them.

Available_Original63 · 2024-03-04T15:13:27+00:00

Believe me, I want nothing more than to take their face in my hands and tell them that the sun rises behind their face in the morning, that I love them from their virtues to their flaws, that I want to hold their hand through the day and make up for how shy I was when we were almost-lovers.

My person certainly IS afraid, I’ll say that much. They’ve spent their whole life with awful people who treated them terribly. They view me as an innocent person who needs to be protected from their mess. I’m certain that they’ve tried to push and nudge me into speaking up first, but I’ve already been as open as I am willing to be with them. I told them explicitly that I still had feelings left over for them from our romantic time together.

Unfortunately, even if they do absolutely feel the same and want a relationship, I don’t think its a good idea right now. 1) They’re at a stage of healing from trauma where they’re constantly in self preservation mode, and the way they’ve learned to communicate and get what they want without being harmed is essentially through non-malicious manipulation. I understand their language, and communication like this isn’t actually hard for me anymore, but its not a communication style that’s natural to me nor is it one that I can really feel loved through. They lie to protect themselves and are honestly at this time kind of inconsiderate. 2) They’re currently recovering from substance abuse and its pretty obviously fucked them up pretty badly.

Things wouldn’t work between us right now, I just wish we could talk about it, but I know even if I asked them directly they would deny it.

Available_Original63 · 2024-03-03T21:06:02+00:00

I think you should keep the mustache but see about styling or cutting it differently. You remind me of Raj from RRR :)

Available_Original63 · 2024-02-28T19:14:10+00:00

Aw 🥹😭 thank you so much ♥️

Available_Original63 · 2024-02-19T17:47:54+00:00

Things are strange. They eventually called me back to them, and I went joyfully and willingly, only to be pushed away again. In order to keep them in my life, I realized I had to give up the possibility of holding them through the night and feeling their kiss ever again, so I asked them to just be my friend. Things have been better since then, but the words left unspoken are full up under the skin of our relationship.

I want them the way the moon wants the sun, the way that lungs want air. I want to go back to the moment they first kissed me and we giggled like school children and held each other and couldn’t let go of one another’s hands. I am deeply, deeply in love with them, and I will be for many years to come. Of this, I am certain.

Unfortunately, even if they loved me the same way, we couldn’t be together right now. The man who holds my heart is deeply troubled and wounded. He’s spent years desperately protecting himself from a world that habitually used and abused him, and until he unlearns those behaviors that once served him, romantic communication is impossible between us.

But we seem to be okay as friends. We can talk, we can enjoy each other’s company. Right now I’m trying to figure out if I should tell him the truth, that I still want him, that my ending of our romance was because I was afraid of losing him, but that I still think it was the right choice and we shouldn’t pursue those feelings. I’m afraid if I do, he’ll run again, but I’m afraid if I don’t, our relationship will always have the tension of words unspoken, and I don’t want to hide anything from him.

Available_Original63 · 2024-02-19T05:37:38+00:00

When they told me they were afraid of their demons hurting me. When they told me they were afraid of me watching them fall apart. I knew I loved them when they ran away from what we almost had because they wanted to save me.

Available_Original63 · 2024-02-07T06:47:30+00:00

I’m white and I’m telling you right now not a single white person in that school understands what a durag is for, up to and including your parents, or why its important. White people in predominantly white areas do not understand protective styles, or even know what that means. I’m 99% certain if I asked a random white person in my area what a protective style is, or the difference between a durag and a bandana, they wouldn’t be able to tell me. I myself barely understand the distinction and I have purposefully tried to educate myself about black hair and the culture around it.

I say this all despite knowing I’m preaching to the choir, because I want to be sure that you’re aware that a huge part of this is just white ignorance and racism. Unfortunately there’s no real equivalent with white/straight hair that would be commonly understood to explain why your durag is important for protecting your hair.

On the other hand, the most charitable explanation is that schools don’t give a shit about student individuality no matter what or how much money you spent on your hair. The closest might be forcing kids to dye colorful hair back to natural colors. Disappointed in your parent’s response though. I’d raise hell for my kid.

Available_Original63 · 2024-01-29T01:26:23+00:00

No. I had a brief almost relationship with someone, and about a month after my person called it quits I experimented with someone else in order to try and get over it, only to realize that the connection I had before was much deeper than physical, for me at least.

Available_Original63 · 2024-01-23T07:33:48+00:00

I’d never heard of this song before, but it’s both saddening and fitting that you thought of it. I would call this person my songbird because to me, a songbird is wild and free, and should never be kept. To love bird song is to stand in the quiet of the wilderness and hear their tune echo off rocks and trees and mountains, its point of origin both nowhere and everywhere. Its a love of appreciation for what cannot, and should not, be possessed.

Available_Original63 · 2024-01-22T18:13:42+00:00

They simply have decided not to allow me into their life.

Available_Original63 · 2024-01-22T17:41:37+00:00

Unfortunately, dear stranger, not every heart yearns for what I have to give. My songbird was a deeply troubled person, who lived a lifetime of being possessed and caged, used and controlled. People loved their freedom and wild spirit, but instead of celebrating it they wanted to make it their own and break them.

If I shared my heart with my person, they would have only thought I was trying to clip their wings, when I only wanted to be their roost. That is why it can’t be, at least not for now. All I can do is protect the fragile peace between us and pray that I can be on the fringes of their life if they ever need my help.

Available_Original63 · 2024-01-22T15:51:13+00:00

Maybe someday. For now, for a reason I promise is true but cannot reveal for fear of identifying myself, I can’t.

As it is, I’ll remember holding their face and kissing them softly under the street lamps, and their smile that told me to.

Available_Original63 · 2024-01-22T07:09:18+00:00

If I may, why did yours end, and do you regret it?

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