float

go crazy about me that's my type

wanna chill with you at 1am and talk about how pretty your eyes look today

there’s gotta be a person out there who knows that if i don’t text them back for two days straight it’s not that they’re not important to me or i don’t love them and/or think about them, it’s just who i am and god knows i’ve tried to be anything else but i can’t. who knows when i see them, i’ll tell them all about the days i was enjoying my own company and what kinda things i got up to or what i’ve been ruminating over and want an opinion on or a silly thing to show them. like idk. i’m not loveless, i love in a way that isn’t talked about or put in movies or books.

whatever, I'm tattooed and hot

*day dreams about him slapping his dick against my tongue*

but its funny how we hate ourselves but then we see other people hating themselves and we’re like nO NO DONT DO THAT NO

Hold my hand bro we’re crossing the street

Mexico I believe in you.

Mexico I believe in you.