For many gay men, love begins with unlearning. Years spent pretending to be someone else, hiding feelings, and fitting into expectations can make vulnerability feel terrifying. But that is what makes finding the right person so extraordinary. The moment someone loves you not for who you pretended to be, but for who you truly are, all those years of hiding begin to lose their weight. True love becomes more than romance,it becomes freedom, acceptance, and the joy of finally being seen. After years of keeping parts of yourself locked away, sometimes you end up unleashing the beast. 😏❤️‍🔥

a long time ago

Which one hits you harder, the truth or the gun? Hate is the drug killing us This is how we self destruct

Putting the hot in mental hotspital 💖

I miss my dog I miss my dog I miss my dog. It’s been years and I still wear her name tag every single day and tear up when people ask if my name is Peggy and I have to explain that the tag is from my dead dogs collar. She was my BEST FRIENDDDDD

A big part of my life is trawling Victoria rescuing Maremma sheepdogs, bringing them home to rehabilitate and rehome. Puppy cuddles are not infrequent (sadly)

Bhe è vero, come posso pretendere di essere amato da qualcuno. se perfino io, odio me stesso..

Stencil of my new tattoo. The chalice in the tarot is symbolic of emotions and concerns of the mind. The water is emotion where the chalice is what holds feelings and thoughts. To me this meant I had no fucks to give anymore but also losing another friend this year felt only too symbolic of how empty I feel after so much loss in my life.

It’s not called a pilgrimage for nothing 🫥