#confessions;

1. My bed is too big for just me.

2. Papa I is my favorite.

For every ∯ I get I will say/confess something without specifying for whom it is meant

part of me hopes we get another chance to go out and explore again, sometime. like we did that first time. i like being around you and it was relaxing and it was nice for both of us to enjoy something like that, even if it was quiet. whether we’re talking, joking, or sitting in silence, it’s nice.

something always seems to be happening around you lately and it’s worrying. i hope you, and really all of you, are okay...

it’s really nice to see how happy you get about them and it brings a smile to my face to see some positivity like that. even though we don’t talk much, you’re a positive presence. it’s nice.

i’m not going to get sick of you, regardless of what happens. you’re wonderful and it’s so warming to see you smile and do the things that you like to do, and talk about the people you love. how could i get sick of that?

even though you always seem to be playfully teasing one of us around here, it’s nice seeing you make jokes and have fun. i hope one day we can talk more and become friends.

For every ∯ I get I will say/confess something without specifying for whom it is meant

i’ve been having a lot of fun lately and i’m glad you don’t seem to... genuinely hate me. i’m glad i haven’t seemed to ruin anything yet, and that we seem to have something in common that we understand.