My last relationship ended in mid-2023. We loved each other so much that my heart aches just thinking about it. I loved that boy so much, but genotype did its thing. There were no rules, no playing safe—just pure love and transparency. I’ve stayed away from relationships, trying to stabilize my business and get my life together. Today, I deleted two guys’ numbers from my phone because the lack of seriousness irks me. I met a guy today, and the entire conversation was about how my kpomo 🐯 would be sweet because I’m a thick girl. Once I’m done learning my tech skills, the next step for me is to join my family abroad.
However, I’d greatly love to relocate with my partner. I simply want to meet my own person, love each other, care for each other, and help ourselves grow. My garden hasn’t been watered since that relationship ended, and my flowers are desperately asking for water lately. The kind of action where we’ll whisper “I love you” while gasping for breath after an intense session is what I need. Perhaps I’d blame this feeling on ovulation in a few days. I’m in my early twenties, by the way.
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