I have spent my entire life adoring men who only have the guts to love me from a comfortable distance. I have also spent my whole existence being stared up and down and very rarely ever touched. I wouldn’t say that I am ever lonely, for it is all that I have ever known and I’m sure being mentally undressed from afar feels better than being in an actual relationship and being fucked over and over again on park benches and kitchen tables and any and everywhere else you have to pass every morning after you are no longer together. But sometimes I legitimately convince myself, and come to terms with the fact that perhaps I will spend the rest of my life like this, just a muse, yet somehow happily and endlessly alone.

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