somewhere in the woods

I want more for myself. I deserve more for myself.

sorry if this is too kinky but can you hold my hand and tell me i mean a lot to you.

I think the purest form of love is just wanting someone to notice life with you. "taste this. look at that. hear this song." again and again. until you can't imagine noticing life without them.

Sorry I’m late I was touching soft moss on a stone wall

you deserve all the good things this world has to offer. you deserve the same love you give to people. you deserve kindness in all ways, you deserve everything you think you don't deserve.

waiting and waiting and waiting for what?

i lied i am jealous i hope everyone that talks to you implodes