Jillian. 25

i want kisses in the middle of sunflower fields, and long roadtrips to national parks. days with salty lips and sandy hair, spent in the sunlight. i want to overflow with happiness.

everybody is so bored while stuck inside bc of covid-19 that i just got an ff.net alert that a fic from 2009 i was following updated with a new chapter for the first time in FIVE YEARS

Kerchow

Last thing I see before i get run over is the car giving me “then perish” eyes

My bus stares me straight in the eyes as it passes by and decides not to stop for me

I want to wake up beside you on a chilly Sunday morning. I want to be able to turn over and cuddle closer as we let the sleep fall away and slowly warm up. I want to have a lazy Sunday morning with you where we sip coffee and watch morning tv before getting ready for the day. Or maybe we won’t get ready and we’ll spend the day lounging around and cuddling while watching TV. It would be the perfect day.

these are my favorite mornings

i like being complimented on my eyes and on my oral sex techniques 

I really love this and I know exactly why but I can’t explain it.

Because it’s just another indication that we, as Human Beings, are one.

It’s also just like… a very human thing to do, to measure everyone’s heights in a way that makes it so significant