religion - lana del rey

{you find each other on a dom/sub dating site}

i lazily push open my apartment door with a heavy sigh. yet another long day at the BAU. i toss my keys in the pumpkin shaped trinket tray that sits on the corner of my entryway table, pushing my converse off with my feet.

i trudge to my bedroom, undressing as soon as i step foot in to it–eager to get these damn work clothes off, finally. i throw on an old radiohead t-shirt and some plaid pajama pants, keeping my mismatched socks on.

the silence in my apartment is almost deafening–i click on the tv as i plop in bed, turning on the original ‘halloween’. i don’t watch it for long though before i grab my phone and decide to open up the dating app i downloaded during my lunch break earlier today.

i run my hand through my messy hair with a soft sigh as i stare at the screen asking me to describe myself and what i’m looking for.

44 year old behavioral analysis. loves reading, anything halloween, and playing chess. looking for a devoted princess to come home to after long work days and spoil endlessly, in every way possible.

i re read the bio a few times, scoffing a bit at how—almost childish i feel, signing up for a dating site. at this point i don’t necessarily mind much though. i am so tired of having all this love and not being able to give it to someone how i want and need.

i post the bio and a handful of photos, some shitty selfies and some candid’s from friends.

after all that was said and done, i click on the main page to look through all the subs in search of someone like me.