read the lyrics

don’t look at me with those pretty eyes, I’m gonna forget how to speak

*keep looking*

i think sunsets understand endings better than people do

i find it so beautiful how we all read the same poetry and miss different people

i‘m the thinkiest thinker out of all thinkers

Sexting: I’ve found this song, it reminds me of you

healed enough to close the door, but human enough to still look at it sometimes

Closed but not locked

nostalgia has a funny way of making locked doors look inviting

i'm a bad bitch but i'm also a philosopher so expect me to be sexy and full of thought at all times.

interlocking fingers while fucking >>>>

I need to say something to you mouth to mouth.

idea: hold my throat so hard i see stars

i'm here for you if you ever need a shoulder to bite on