You wanna take someone... you take me.

catch me on my bullshit thinking about how bad steve craves physical, non-sexual intimacy. he lives for holding hands and pressing together on the couch and just soft kisses. i have always felt like his love language is some hybrid of words of affirmation, physical touch and quality time- things we see him valuing the most with his loved ones and i just. touch steve. tell him you appreciate him existing.

but what if i just remake steve's blog and then use a better tagging system and use this blog as my archive / reference?

speed eating oatmeal like a gremlin, but if y’all don’t mind it being imageless, i’m gonna try and some small things tonight on a few different blogs.