"..love itself is quiet. It does not announce itself. It does not arrive with sirens and surprise breakfast. It arrives the way the rains arrived in November after we had given up on them. Slowly. Then steadily. Then suddenly everything is green". Stamp this paragraph on my forehead 🔥. But love bombing is fun - all those butterflies and tingles. Like being carried away by a hurricane (yes you'll die but for a hot minute you'll be flying!)
I want the kind of love bombing that happens everyday untill the end of our relationship 😭
The ghosting right after is horrendous 🥲
The dropping of everything when you need them for two weeks😂😂
"even my Landlord looked beautiful" 😭😭🤣🤣
"..love itself is quiet. It does not announce itself. It does not arrive with sirens and surprise breakfast. It arrives the way the rains arrived in November after we had given up on them. Slowly. Then steadily. Then suddenly everything is green". Stamp this paragraph on my forehead 🔥. But love bombing is fun - all those butterflies and tingles. Like being carried away by a hurricane (yes you'll die but for a hot minute you'll be flying!)
👀I can't even laugh at Dennis because I know what he's doing is hard to resist!
Impeccable timing....lemme go delete that paragraph 😭
Love bombing=ghosting
"...evaporation is our drainage system." What an endings😮💨
This was entertaining and so reàaal
The humor is refreshing and the message, even more powerful. Great piece.
Am I a love bomber???😭😭
Consistency beats the love bombing,showing up daily and choosing your person daily.Now that is love.
Bro never fails to mention pilau😭!!!
I love your writing it's so good na nimecheka aki thanks