I Need Sleep

see honestly i am the easiest person to impress because literally no one has ever really bought me flowers or taken me dancing or on a picnic or any of that romantic junk and i would just melt at any of it

I've met the most amazing girl, stay tuned y'all while I manage to somehow fuck it up

the biggest lesson im learning is that nothing is as extreme or as permanent as our emotions convince us they are. nothing is certain and things are always fluctuating and there are always exceptions and there are always mistakes. there is always pain and there is always love. everything is a delicate touch away from changing

sometimes love is just doing things without having to be asked, making a cup of tea for someone as they’re working, packing an extra lunch because you know they’re rushed for time. Love doesn’t have to be expressed in grand gestures, to me, the little gestures of love matter more.

“I can see your nipples through your shirt” first of all stop being ungrateful.

Women who suck on your fingers are a different type of horny.

if you like her, go talk to her. tell her you think her eyes look like sunsets or her laugh is melodic. i know its scary to be vulnerable, but living with the ‘what if’ is all the more haunting.

i get so affectionate when i’m sleepy it’s disgusting