Lately I’ve been telling myself, “I am my own dream husband” — I find it so easy to pour love into a partnership and take care of a woman — but less so serving myself the same way
If I had a dream husband, he would take care of the home and himself, just as stated. He would be handsome and balanced, fit and financially capable. It feels good to find my independent masculinity in this way, alone
cries in his no longer useable projector mod