i carry a lot of hurt in my heart but that will not stop me from growing and healing and becoming better than i have ever been

lay with me by the ocean and show me your playlists

you know what’s so fucking hot… being able to have open healthy communication and feeling understood, validated and appreciated. ughhhh fuck yeah

this. makes. me. so. HAPPY!

there’s so much joy in living a private life. looking really pretty and not posting it, going to a new city and not telling anyone, getting a fancy dinner by yourself dressed up…. like it just feels like life.. i feel alive and less preformative

for those who are struggling with having and finding purpose: maybe, for now, your purpose is waking up in the morning and taking on the day ahead. maybe your purpose is continuing to live despite it all.

remember that growing always feels like breaking at first

Fuck nudes, send me voice notes of you talking about your day