rip to athenian sacrificial virgins but i’m different
i would be found by the minotaur in the labyrinth and i would remain still and not show fear nor aggression and allow him to approach me and i’d slowly reach out my hand for him to sniff and perhaps even lick and he’d ponder the hand for a moment and the let out a big soft snort and id pet his nose and then his head and he’d lean in closer and id massage behind his ears and he’d close his eyes and we’d sit against the dark cold damp labyrinth wall with his head in my lap as he revels in the first friendly touch he’s known since his mother last dared to touch him so many years ago and after some time he’d reach out and start to tentatively rub my leg in an attempt at reciprocity, his hand clumsy and unpracticed at the act of gentle touch, and id lower my head and press a light kiss on his temple, and there in the prison crafted expertly to contain him, only him, only ever him for the rest of his life, the minotaur would feel warmth enough to remind him that though he may be a beast, he is no less worthy of love than the rest of us
oh yeah. and then we’d fuck nasty
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if i were attracted to someone i would ignore them and if someone were interested in me i would ignore them and if someone cute asked me out i would say no #myimpenetrablefortress
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“male loneliness epidemic” and “friendzoning” are similar concepts to me in that the conditions they describe are literally experienced by everyone at some point in their lives but when its men its some sort of profound injustice that needs to be rectified by checks notes giving them unfettered access to the public good that is Women
also the former “epidemic” being taken up in pop discourse explicitly or implicitly as a pathological consequence of feminism having “gone too far” instead of actually doing the work to connect social isolation to existing material conditions….no no don’t worry about it just default to blaming women for men’s sadness and dissatisfaction bc otherwise you’d have to confront capitalism and misogyny and white supremacy etc. etc. and nobody wants to do that so. its somehow very aggravating and boring at the same time. whenever i see think-pieces that follow this script i instantly fall into a furious slumber
and you just know that half the incel ass boys & men complaining about friendzoning and loneliness have either written off/mistreated “undesirable” girls & women who have shown interest in them in the past, or they have just grown so incapable of seeing girls & women as real human people that they go around treating them like brainless gumball machines whose sole purpose is to dispense sex but only if you press the right conversational buttons. or both. anyway i know where the buttons are and i can reveal them to you for the low price of $90/month. please subscribe bro i promise im not a grifter
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