i'm 23, and this is my rough draft, a leap of faith, that our story will happen.

you like wearing suits, and i like wearing dresses.

i have the feminine urge to marry an older, dominant, and protective man who works hard and only has eyes for me.

"A man must discipline himself before he can discipline his household."

you're him. you have strong discipline. you guide me. you save me. you make me yours. you own me and my soul. you love leading me well. you're the boss. you have a provider mindset.

you survived one of the biggest scam campaigns of our time, not taking the covid vax. you love America, and you vote Trump.

to me, life is nothing without you.

you're White, and you enjoy our height/size difference with you being big, tall, and muscular and me being petite and busty. you like my nymphomaniac tendencies and my desire to please.

you're always the one driving us around, while i'm looking cute sitting in the passenger seat admiring and looking up at you.

you're clever, strong, dominant, and effortlessly inspire me to melt in your arms.

you like nature. you are not being afraid to call anything out. you're my God i worship and serve forever. you corrupt me for yourself. you love me calling you my daddy.

you know i'm your property. you let me be crazy and possessive of you back.

instead of partying or watching sports, you spend time on your work and other experiences. you exercise and want us to be fit and healthy. we walk in nature together when we find the time to. we could wake up at 6am together and grow old as one of those couples who walk in the park together.

you're 100% serious about us, our big future family, and making it all work. you already have thoughts and plans about where they'll go to school, either through homeschool or some specific schools.

you are unapologetically conservative and see us having a traditional 1950s style household, you being hardworking in your job, while letting me be a homemaker making sure you return home to the warmest welcome.

you like explaining things to me. you're patient. you like to read. you are a great teacher. you makes me feel safe, loved, and cherished.

you inspire our future sons to be a warrior like you. you show our future daughters what to look for in a man. together, we'll raise them well, teach them traditional values, the books you read, elegant manners, etiquette, and style, and anything similar to that.

you enjoying eating meat and the dishes i cook. you let me try to make your life heaven on earth, satisfied, well-fed, surrounded with our little ones we love.

you focus on the world outside of us, keeping us safe and provided for, while i focus at home, keeping it clean and tidy, doing dishes and laundry, cooking healthy protein-rich diets for us and our future family. i'll cook eggs for us every day in the morning.

you like dressing neatly in items like polo shirts, ties, and suits. you enjoy spending money on family, on clothes, on food, on investments, and quality heels and pretty dresses for me, here and there, to doll myself up and make me look prettier for you. i love wearing dresses and skirts, even at home. i'll be your pretty doll everywhere we go.

you and i share a similar taste for the understated, timeless classics. aesthetics wise, we both believe Rolex/Vacheron > Apple Watch and Porsche/Range Rovers > Teslas. you appreciate these beautiful things, dislike the trendy, and inspire us to live a beautiful, quiet life together.

you always protect me. you feel the safest, and you know i only need and breathe you. you inspire me to stay girly, while you are the most masculine man i've ever met. you're so hot that i'll be your shy little prey. i'll fall asleep laying my head on your chest every night. it'll be heaven on earth. i always loved you. i always wanted you. if you feel like this is you, come claim me.