🔥 I Don’t Want Fairytales — I Want Real Energy 🔥

 

Keep the poetry, keep the paragraphs… just match my vibe.

Listen…
Not every woman is sitting around waiting for some Shakespeare-in-training to write her a 12-page love letter.
Some of us?
We want energy. Presence. Intent.
The kind of connection that doesn’t need flowery language to feel real.

Because let’s be honest — a man can write you a whole novel and still treat you like a footnote.
Words are cute.
But effort?
Effort hits different.

And the right effort?
Babyyyy, that’s when we want you to grab us, look at us like we’re the only thing in the room, and say something that comes straight from the primal part of your soul:

“I’m glad that ass is mine.”

Not because we need validation.
Not because we’re insecure.
Not because we’re craving approval.

But because sometimes it feels damn good to be desired out loud,
Not in whispers,
Not in theory,
But in real, grown, “let me show you what you mean to me” action.

See, the “crazy girl” energy they love to label us with?
It’s really just a woman who knows what she wants:

✨ Honesty
✨ Passion
✨ Authenticity
✨ A man who doesn’t play shy with his affection

We don’t need a handwritten love letter sealed with a kiss.
We don’t need a novel.
We don’t need monologues.

Just show up.
Show desire.
Show that you’re locked in — not just scrolling through options.

Because here’s the truth:

A woman who feels chosen, seen, and claimed in the right way?
She becomes unstoppable. Soft. Wild. Loyal. Magnetic.

So keep your paragraphs.
Keep your poetry.
Keep your “let me write something deep you’ll never read.”

Just match the fire.
Match the passion.
Match the energy.

And if you can’t?
Don’t worry — that ass will belong to someone who can. 😏🔥