Look at Me. Look at yourself. I see you. I see the trembling in your hands when you reach for what you think you shouldn't want. I see the way your breath catches when you're about to confess your deepest needs. I see the shame burning in your eyes, even as your body...
I know exactly what you are, and more importantly, I know exactly what you're doing. You think you're clever - sending those carefully crafted messages, timing your disruptions, playing your little games for scraps of attention.You're not clever. You're predictable....
I'm not sweetening this coffee for you: you're spoilt. You have: Too much choice, and not enough direction Too many influences, and not enough confidence Too many excuses, and not enough impulse And frankly, I've had enough. We all have.You need stripping. Of all...