i will go to secret gardens in my mind

i can’t afford to care anymore. i will literally go heartless.

I believe souls recognize each other.

if you wont be weirdly attached and obsessive with me do you even like me

Unless you hit me in the face with a brick that says “I’m flirting with you,” I’m most likely just gonna think you’re being nice.

if you ever want to love an idiot, you know where to find me

I like mine nasty and obsessed with me.

Sometimes you just gotta read and not reply

be my safe place I‘ll be ur everything.

I hope you find someone who offers reassurance without making it feel like a burden.

me, when literally anything happens: maybe it’s a sign 

*puts a little gold star sticker on you* im so proud of you :)