It’s okay to admit that we’re just acquaintances now.
The perks of slow days and being stationary.
But are we ready to wake up?
The perks of experience are endless.
Pretense is stressful and it has no place in a good life.
You are not property, neither am I. No one is.
We don’t always need people to fill our life’s spaces.
When you’re flattened on your bed like a plastic bottle that has been in a road accident with a tanker, you see things quite differently.
They reject homophobia and the notion that being vulnerable, sensitive or soft is “not a guy thing.”
Not having drives us to never define ‘enough’ in personal terms and sets us on a dangerous path marked by an insatiable appetite.