want to be your favorite

idk why wearing someone else’s shirt or sweater or jacket is so satisfying and comforting but it is

Egyszer majd egy szép vasárnapon 11:30kor felébredsz életed szerelmével az ágyadban, főzöl egy finom kávét, sütsz pár szem palacsintát, és minden a legnagyobb rendben lesz.

every time someone tells me they love me, however casual it may be, it feels like the world comes to a halt for a second . someone Loves me . me ! how wonderful

i owe myself an apology for allowing shit i didn’t deserve.

Not even kidding I’m so grateful for everything that I have rn but I’m really praying for more connections, more joy, more happiness, more love, more people, more energy, more life in the years to come and I know I will be receiving all of that + more

i love it when things stop bothering you. like two months ago i was totally bitter about so many things and now im like “u know what i don’t even care” & that’s a beautiful feeling