Fuckism: If love was a blowjob, would you tonsil-massage every dick that knocked on your lips?
No? Then get off your knees and learn to be fucking selective.
Stop confusing kindness with submission.
Not everyone deserves your love.
Not every soul that shows up deserves your energy, your time, your softness.
You keep offering sacred space to toxic people,
trying to earn some fake peace prize for being “the good one.”
But here’s the truth:
Every time you give without discernment,
You’re not loving—you’re self-erasing.
You’re not kind—you’re desperate to be liked.
Stand the fuck up.
Your love is sacred.
Your energy is earned.
Your knees weren’t built to be a lifestyle.
Max Ren truth?
If you wouldn’t swallow for every smile,
stop spiritually gagging on every guilt trip.
Love with standards. Kneel for nothing.
