The Thing About Women Like You

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This post is an excerpt from Twenties Unscripted: A Journey of Womanhood, Writing, and Relativity. The full essay is available in the book, which is currently available for pre-sale here.

 

The thing about women like you is that they’ll flex their hearts in the right ways, share their sheets with great bodies and exchange ideas with extraordinary minds. And even after all of that, they will have to claw their way to something true and lasting, maybe even after the world thinks they have gone past their romance expiration date. Because women like you don’t settle. Women like you don’t have timelines or deadlines or choke holds on the limitlessness of your future. They don’t want good. They don’t want half. They don’t want OK. No, they want amazing and they want all of it. They want their hearts racing and their knees buckling and all of their vitals on another level. Their love is not an Arial size 12. No, their love is some ridiculous Impact font, all caps, size 72. That’s how they love. 0 or 100. Anything in between strikes them as a waste of time.

Women like you don’t see 40 and single as a death sentence; they see 30 and settling for mediocre as the guillotine.

 

6 Replies to “The Thing About Women Like You”

  1. *clap, clap, clap* I love, love, this piece. Beautifully written, I felt every word. Every woman “like you”, can understand every single thing you mentioned because we are all the same, there’s no exception it seems. Thanks for sharing!

  2. “Because women like you only have themselves sometimes.”
    “Women like you don’t see 40 and single as a death sentence; they see 30 and settling for mediocre as the guillotine.”
    “Otherwise women like us are sometimes only left with pages and pens to turn to so it all feels just a little bit better.”
    “And sometimes they just want to beg everyone to fuck off because others never seem to understand how much heart and soul and spirit they put in for voracious asses to consume that art.”

    Yes, yes, yes, and hell yes! Love this.

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