A purpose of human life, no matter who is controlling it, is to love whoever is around to be loved.
~ Kurt Vonnegut, The Sirens of Titan

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Camera : Canon EOS 550D
Aperture : f/5
Exposure : 1/50th
Focal : 121mm

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Don’t ever let anyone mistreat you because if you do, then you’re just mistreating yourself.
~ Cicatrice
On abusive guys: I'm confused. Of course it’s not the victim’s fault. But I’m still not understanding why it’s hard not to detect abusive guys upon first meeting them. Fedora/”friendzone!”/nice guys are easy enough for anyone to detect. Abusive guys, on the other hand, aren’t? I find it hard to believe that abusive guys’ signs are 100% stealth, all the time, and that there’s NO indicator that they’re abusive before they start personally being abusive to the person they’re dating. <a href=burnsomesoulcoal">


The cycle of abuse makes it really easy for abusers to find partners, since the cycle includes a “honeymoon” phase, in which the perpetrator makes everything seem not just fine, but actually ideal and fantastic.  So the people who they start dating are only seeing this one positive side to them before the cycle kicks into gear.  The relationships virtually always start in “honeymoon phase” with, at the most, maybe a couple hints of something being off, but it’s not enough to set off any red flags or overshadow the otherwise positive attention/affection they are receiving.  I hope that helps you understand.

This is why I don’t believe in a “honeymoon phase” in healthy relationships anymore. People in love should always have that paradise of love to let their heart come home to regardless. No fear attached.

There must be something in books, something we can’t imagine, to make a woman stay in a burning house; there must be something there. You don’t stay for nothing.
~ Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451
When I saw you I fell in love, and you smiled because you knew.
~ Arrigo Boito

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Camera : Nikon D800
Aperture : f/2.8
Exposure : 30"
Focal : 14mm

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The expression “when all is said and done” never really applies

to a situation like this one.

This work is never really done.

They call it the aftermath.

Like it’s wreckage you can clean up, an oil spill to skim off the ocean

or a town to rebuild after a hurricane,

when in reality nothing feels like reality anymore,

and nothing is able to fully be rebuilt or summoned from the ashes.

Inside every dream in which he’s touching you unwanted again

there’s another dream in which he touches you a second time

after you’ve already said no once.

Every nightmare is just a matryoshka of another.

You thought by being touched you could learn how to feel loved more

when in fact you’re just learning to feel loved less.

This work is never done. This work is never done.

You try to separate yourself from him, from even the parts of your skin

that made contact with his, like the Hubble Space Telescope made contact

with outer space, but you’re not a universe anymore,

that’s not how you feel anyway; you feel like there are no stars or galaxies

held inside you anymore, that you are nothing

but a black hole.

And this is the aftermath that you have to deal with,

alone in outer space while everyone else is pointing their own telescopes at you

taking photos of your “progress” in recovery

when all you really want is someone to hold your hand,

put down the camera, and tell you you can take as long as you need.

That one “no” should have been enough,

and the aftermath may really end up being forevermath

but you are strong enough to solve the equation.