I'm really grateful for tonight. We had really good conversations about love. What it means and what it feels like when someone loves you as an entire person - with hopes, dreams, goals, needs, wants, intelligence(s), hilarity, habits, feelings, joys, pains, great dance moves and everything in between.
It's been good to be around Scoob again.
When I think of how we came to be in each other's lives all those years ago, and how fucking random and happenstance it all was, it blows my mind. When I juxtapose that beginning with how much we have come to impact each other's lives between then and now, it feels so profoundly janky-angel sublimely celestial: A crass and divine intervention for us both when we arguably needed it most.
It reaffirms for me that love in friendships and in dating cares so much about each other's feelings. No shame, no shade; just total Tenderoni shit. No apologies for any feeling that may come up because we are here for it. Always, always, always.
I'm proud of us all. There is something to be said about surrounding oneself with bad ass bitches who will stand up to a bullying bitch as easily as they will have the widest patience and love with a person who is really struggling.
It goes to show me, yet again, that
the best love is transformative
and will shift things in and about you in ways
you could have never
possibly
imagined.
"Motherfuckers quick to kiss: Talk your shit but don't fuck with this."
Have a great and slow night/day out there:
Detroit Girl
be well; be loved,
k.
(quoted words: Minor Threat)
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