Look up the sun is just a cloud away

slut era (overthinking, ruined sleep schedule, constant feeling of loneliness and existential emptiness)

I'm just a girl who wanted a forehead kiss that's all

i can’t ever be normal i gotta think and obsess and think and obsess like will my mind ever know peace

I don’t want casual I want you to eat me alive

I would like one day to be so drowned in love that I never doubt its sincerity again.

I am not meant for casual love. I was born for soul consuming love and obsession.

oh boy i wish someone would notice my cries for help! [someone actually notices] noooo i'm fine don't worry about me

I dont even jerk off i just think

Grandmas were so right about puzzles and knitting and crocheting and solitaire and reading slow and slippers and baking and watching deer in the backyard send post

IVE BEEN SAYINNNNNNNGGGG

You look stressed, you should use my body however you want to let out some steam

hm apparently there's public sex discourse going on right now. i cannot imagine a less qualified group of people to talk about both being in public and having sex than tumblr.com users

who up grieving the unlived life on a tuesday