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Intimacy is not someone touching your skin. That is easy. People touch what they want all the time. Real intimacy is uglier than that. It is saying the sentence you kept buried because you were sure it would change how they looked at you. And then they do not punish you for it. They do not get cold. They do not store it for the next fight. They just sit there with the truth in their hands and do not make you regret giving it to them. That is rare. Most people want access to your softness until it requires character.

2086 is gonna be my year

a pure heart should be our highest priority in life

“Home is where the trees look normal” is the sweetest, saddest, most nostalgic truth I’ve ever heard.

does anyone else remember grass. the warmth of the sun

God I want like. A full body massage. A team of dermatologists acting like an f1 pit crew to destroy my bad skin issues. 3 days in a jacuzzi. Another full body massage. Put onto a medieval torture rack and stretched until it fixes me idk I feel like it'd do wonders for my hips

oh, to be loved without having fear of being replaced, or to be chosen without being compared.

it’s scary to trust people again

I can’t afford another bond with the wrong soul.