Let’s be crystal fucking clear here: if you don’t believe that all people deserve the absolute same rights - including marriage - then I’m not being an asshole when I call you bigoted; I’m being accurate.
One of us believes it’s perfectly acceptable to separate people out as worthy or unworthy based on their perceived or actual sexual orientation, that some people deserve more or less “rights” as human beings, and that certain types of people have “chosen” to be denied some of the most basic aspects of the human experience.
The other one’s me.
- to Phil Smith (S3/E04)
The Daily Tucker is a thing I am now doing because I am THAT dedicated to my love of profanity.
People are like stained - glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.
[Your girl Hez here might have a few things that get rounder and softer as the years go by, but y’all motherfuckers know my edge ain’t goin nowhere.]
There are people in your life who are going to love you for all of the wrong reasons. They will love you for the best part of your face, the best part of you naked, the best mood on your best day, the best story you ever wrote, the best outfit you ever wore.
They are going to miss the scar on the underside of your nose from the time your older brothers dared you to run across a pile of logs. They won’t know that you fell on a hidden nail just as you completed the challenge. They’ll miss the scar on your finger, too from the time you were seven and closed a swiss army knife on it. They won’t understand that these are two of only a handful of things you can remember about your childhood. They’ll notice that you have great tits, but they’ll miss that your thumb tucks into their palm when you’re walking together and that your eyes have darker circles when a migraine is coming. They won’t know you get migraines. They won’t ask where the story you wrote came from, so they’ll never know that it was true. They’ll love it because it feels real to them. They’ll miss knowing the sweatshirt full of holes that they criticized you for wearing was your dads. You might tell them some of these things along the way, but they will remember the best things instead.
They will love your good moods, your energy, your sense of humor, but miss that you never turn to them, but rather to a shower or a pillow or the back of your throat to shed tears. They won’t ever consider you strong.
When the parts that aren’t your best come out, some people will shield their eyes as if you have just forced them to look directly into the sun for hours until their irises burn. They’ll silently make you promise to never show them that again. Those things are not to be shown. Be at your best so I can love you. I would love you more if only you never show me those things.
And you do not marry those people. You do not sit and sleepily drink coffee with those people. You leave those people and you remind yourself that they missed the better parts of you.”
… I needed to read this today.