think of me when you see the moon.

i made your favorite dish. i made you something you’ve never tried before. i love you. i spent twenty minutes chopping. my grandmother made this for me when i was little. i made this dairy free for you. i love you. i want to eat together. the onions made me cry. i love you. i learned this recipe for you. i love you. i made this special for your birthday. i love you. i know you don’t like peppers. i love you. i love you. i love you.

a relationship so peaceful that my nervous system finally stops preparing for disappointment >>

is love completely off the table?

silly me to think everyone would have the same heart as i do

as my final act of love I will disappear

i hate when people ask “who you tryna look good for?!” bitch myself bye

sick to my fucking stomach for all the times i begged to be loved and seen by anyone lmao