I’m not the kinda girl that wants to be hit or abused. I’m not a painslut. Like not at all. Husband loves me but doesn’t fully respect me as a person. He knows I’m too stupid to make my own decisions and we’ve had conversations where I’ve done something dumb and he’d start to get upset and then he’d like stop himself, like ‘oh right, you’re just dumb, of course you didn’t think this through.’ I once compared it to kinda like how you’d regard a puppy that it’s head stuck in a fence. Like ‘aw you’re so stupid and adorable. I need to take care of you’ and it just melts my heart
That’s sweet.
Despite the whips, chains, piss, and cum that fly around here, I think a lot of girls in this corner of Tumblr probably have relationship goals that simply boil down to: “he loves me, but just can’t take me seriously as an adult, autonomous human.”