lucky

your hip to my hip

i hope we feel this young forever

fingertips

we embrace the new world with open hearts

my deer my darling

my best friend

love is stored in the green onion // pajamas

squeeze and bite with all ur might

watching the good, the bad and the ugly.

i hate calling out of work to have fun or just spend a day to myself because i feel irresponsible and anxious. idk. i rarely call out, though. it gives me so much anxiety. it’s probably because i’m a manager and i know people rely on me to be there… but like… i can’t Always be there. whether i have a family emergency, a sick day, or literally just a mental health day. it’s unrealistic.

i also think i’ve been struggling lately because i feel like i can’t dress like myself. all of my clothes have been fitting me weird, and i feel like nothing suits me. i wana dress cute and feel hot or sexy or Something. but i feel like. too cute or even too ugly to even be considered attractive at all. i feel icky for wanting to be outwardly myself. i dont want to be dressed so modestly all the time .. but i also feel like a pervert when i “show too much” .. idk.

made a gift basket for my best friend last night :”) tumblr is the only place i can post it rn because i have her on everything else

we have a basket with filling paper, lace doilies, a beautiful trivet, a silver little heart shaped box, a pin cushion, dragons blood incense, sandalwood cones in a little goodie bag, and a cutesy mug !