Not Feminine, Not Masculine, Not Androgynous, But A Secret Fourth Thing

Not feminine, not masculine, not androgynous, but a secret fourth thing

As I grow older I realize how I've grown emotionally dependant and attached towards you. The connection I had from roughly 7 years ago was never this strong. From what used to be a silly little thing of emotional desperation became much more than I ever thought it would be. A journey, an adventure of a life time. A life experience I never knew that could happen. I just want to show that I care. I want you to talk about your worries your doubts and your interests and your hobbies like everything else. I want to include you in everything in my overly chaotic life. Amidst my chaotic life, you're the thing that makes it all the worth while. Someone to live for. Someone to always be around. A best friend, except you get to be my lover. If I see anything at all, it reminds me of you. There's always puzzle pieces to connect you to everything and anything. The sound of hundreds of trees being blown by wind, the sounds of frogs croaking in the night sky, the quiet... serene lake and the soft clouds with the overcast and the following rainbow. Sometimes I often dream of you if I'm not already daydreaming the most cute things. Everywhere I go, I see you. Every smell I smell reminds me of you. Every year that passes by I feel like I'm getting closer to you, that one day, physically, we could share these weird emotions and feelings together, I strive to. You're always on my mind, branded onto my brain permanently... Boyfriend brain-rot. It's never a bad thing, it's always wonderful to think of you at such high regard. Never leave, my love. Never think you're not doing enough because I feel like you are. You're worth far too much in this world and you doing your absolute best is far more than enough to prove your worth to me and I am very, immensely proud of you, I want you to know that. Keep doing what you're doing. I love you and I always will.

Bonus points if they're literally the bane of everyone's existence

tbh some characters I like are trophy wives to me. absolutely loathe his personality, don't value his opinions at all, I'm only keeping him for his titties and his pretty face.

Yeah yeah your wife and children hate you because you are a horrible person, and you probably deserve your ass kicked. now shut the hell up and remove your shirt or I'm putting you back in that cardboard box on that street corner where I found you.

If I were to say with absolute certainty, your new painting style is really paying off... It is a new thing right? Time is getting more difficult to tell at this point.

Time taken ~2 Days

Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead, Tom Stoppard, 1966

I made a meme for everyone else on the dash