A Transactional Affair
(It’s Still A Crown, Motherfuckers.)
A Transactional Affair
My love language is acts of service. It’s who I’ve always been.
I help. I create. I grant. I facilitate.
I am an alchemist.
There is not one thing I would change about myself in that way, I don’t trust magic in anyone’s hands but my own.
An ex once told me I “overserve.” I give too much, I love too much.
Too much, a phrase I’ve come to …
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