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)

Went on a date yesterday. It was nice. Nothing felt wrong. But when I left, I sat by the sea alone and realized I wasn’t looking forward to seeing that person again. And that’s what confuses me. I don’t have trouble meeting people. I just don’t seem to feel what everyone else feels when they meet someone they want to keep in their life.

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Turning a heartbreak into hope #breakup

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

wish me luck on this interview (and i need to resize my ring)

Really impressed with the majority of this look making it through a 1,5hrs therapy session. Waterproof < Therapyproof

It’s not called a pilgrimage for nothing 🫥

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. 😏❤️‍🔥