I have an intense dislike of anyone who places my value as a person on my sexual encounters. It’s misogynistic, it’s ignorant, and it’s anger-inducing to think that someone who knows nothing about me has the audacity to even TRY to invalidate my worth.
“You shook off my anxiety like a great winter coat in early spring. You took my hand-wringing, my sweaty palms, my rapid heartbeat, my nauseous stomach, my cracked voice. All physical manifestations of the same dumb fear of love. And you took it. You held out your hands and they were so sure, so strong, so stable; they steadied mine when they couldn’t stop shaking.”—(via typewriterdaily)
“What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time, my ego, my attention. Somebody addicted to me. A mutual addiction.”—Chuck Palahniuk, Choke (via valledeparaiso)