She's terrified he'll hurt her. He's terrified she'll shame him. Both desperately wanting connection, end up seeing a potential soulmate as a potential enemy.

We’ve all been told to love ourselves first. We did. And now we are all very healed, very whole, and very single. Have we self cared ourselves out of the ability to ever need someone again?

Happy people don't judge others for living a life true to themselves. All that pain from criticism isn't about you, it is just their own suffering being projected onto you.

You were not made to be liked. You were made to lead.

The wrong side won this war too 😭

It is a sobering realization that there are so many boys in our culture who feel so disenfranchised. These are the hapless ones who glimpse that they may never receive respect or be welcomed into the community of men. These are the lost boys, the misfits, who experience

KING CHIDI Simps are not just men, they are unpaid social workers. They are janitors of the sexual marketplace, scooping up recycled goods and polishing them with wedding rings. They stand at the gates of masculinity like bouncers, saying, “Don’t worry kings, I’ll take this one off the

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒂𝒍𝒕 𝑶𝒇 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑬𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉 I knew TikTok was demonic the first time it showed me an ad for protein powder right after I whispered bench press in my sleep. I didn’t type it, didn’t search it, just rolled over on the pillow and the next morning my feed was filled with creatine tubs and gym girls doing

Wisdom is a subtraction The higher a man rises The less he says The less he needs The less he tolerates

Collin Rugg Kamala: Well… you see… here’s the thing. When we were looking at, um… you know, the choice. The decision. About the vice president. I said to myself, I said, listen… Pete is Pete. And that’s important. Because when you are Pete, you are being Pete. But also… you have to

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒂𝒍𝒕 𝑶𝒇 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑬𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉 If she needs a security team, they should be outside scanning rooftops like the Secret Service, not inside double fisting mojitos and ordering calamari.

The modern man wakes up tired. He reaches for his phone before he even breathes. The screen gives him a little jolt of meaning, enough to crawl into another day. He works for a company that sells human weakness for profit. He smiles at people he doesn’t like, sips cup after cup