I wanted you to know that I loved you before I ever said it.
Sunday nights are the worst you go to bed with that horrifying feeling of impending doom like “I’ve got a whole fucking week ahead”
You are enough. You are so enough, it is unbelievable how enough you are.
young adult things: washing your colors with your whites because you don’t care you JUST don’t fucking care
This place is like my home, and you literally have the keys to it. Each door you touch, each lock you unlock my heart quivers.
My stomach hurts everytime I see you