Être choisi(e)

Because i always choose them...

My text is about them…

I choose my friend

I choose my lovers

I choose them even when they don’t choose me.

I chose them over my pride… when the tables turn, they chose themselves

I find it exhausting…

But that’s me, they never ask anything…

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I choose to choose them,

“Not a single person has tried to fight for me to stay in their life, yet I fought for everyone I lost.” @itswords_ on X (Twitter) app

They say: “WAIT! someday, somebody will choose you and will keep choosing you everyday.”

So when is it that someone will come and actually choose me the way I want to be chosen?

They say: “don’t settle for less”

I feel like I am already settling for less, by staying with those same people who don’t choose me.

Flirting with a married man

Et cette nuit je repense à cet homme

Cet homme dont je me suis entichée qui ne veut ni m’aimer, ni me baiser

Alors que je le veux, le voulais sous mes draps comme une prédatrice, mais aussi comme une proie

Je me surprends à écrire sur lui, par manque de joie ou par manque de sexe, je ne sais pas.