1 corinthians 10:13

the inherent eroticism of the university library after dark

“ooooohhh” i say as i still dont understand

waking up to the sound of rain >

i wonder if we ever think of each other at the same time?

*winks at my reflection in the mirror*

*reflection walks away*

normalise singing, painting, dancing, playing the guitar, playing a sport or any other activity solely because you like doing it and it makes you happy, not minding about how good you are at it

turns out you don’t have to be beautiful at all, you can just be

not knowing how to respond to messages and forgetting about them for so long that it becomes impossible to respond to them without it being weird is the bane of my socially awkward existence