how am i so obsessive and so avoidant at the same time

never regret having a good heart. all good things come back multiplied

btw it's so fucking stupid you can be anxious physically in your body even after you've decided mentally you don't care. I'm supposed to be in charge here

ever since i was a little girl i knew i was doomed to take things too seriously and think about them forever

i love how we pick up habits and phrases and songs from people we love and it sticks with us for so long it becomes a piece of us making us a museum of all the people we've ever loved

I'm a slut for beautiful sunsets and the stars

I want to cook for you. I want to bake for you. I want to share homemade meals and love with you.