It’s easy to love someone when they’re happy. What’s hard is loving someone when they’re crying on the bathroom floor at 2am because everything came crashing down at once.
I just want your lips against mine and your hand on my butt.
Do whatever you want damnit.
Fill your body with fruit. Eat cookies all day. Pack your stuff and go see the world. Game all day with the blinds shut. Meet new people. Run through a flower field until your legs fall off. Get an office job. Sleep until 2pm.
Just do what makes you hella happy, for fuck sake.
dont do small talk. Talk about your childhood, what you wanna be, how much things mean to you, what keeps you up at night, where you wanna live and why, what you find attractive. Idk or tell him you like him!
this is what gives me hope, that some still know what is truly important