I make you dinner, and we eat at the mint-colored table in my small apartment. your knee knocks against mine under the table and I pretend I didn’t notice. you dribble wine down your front and, laughing, I kiss it from your chin. we finish eating and curl into each other on the couch. one hand holds yours, and the other traces small circles on the knee that knocked with mine. you pretend not to notice. I nestle my head into you and you kiss my hair. it’s late, and all i want is to freeze this moment. the world can wait.

*refuses to look at texts* I love conversation and communication

Kinda tired. Kinda horny. Extra anxious. A novel by me.

I’m uglyish but I pull it off

randomly complimenting people is great. what did it cost u? nothing. and u probably made their day.