i can’t help but love them

fuck it [decomposes]

i love when ur inside chilling or cleaning and it suddenly starts raining hard as hell YESSSSS IM A LITTLE MOUSE IN A TREE HOLLOW HOUSE

i wanna bake cookies w you in the middle of the night & slow dance in our kitchen but we get so caught up in each other they burn around the edges just a bit but it doesn’t matter because it was never about the cookies anyway i just wanted to spend time with you

i never had a person who would choose me over everyone else or a friend who would choose me over every other friend. no big deal but somewhere it feels like an empty spot

and suddenly i am reminded that everything feels right, as long as you're with me

i hope you know you're enough, right now and just the way things are. you might not agree, but this is not an opinion but a fact. and i hope you realize that you are enough for others, for your dreams and ambitions and most importantly of course, for yourself.

need to take my nervous system out. give it a good clean. hang it out to dry on the washing line

I’m a lover girl I want to drown in love

I'm like if a girl scared to make decisions had random episodes of impulsivity

"this changed my life!" me at a multitude of things bc i'm dynamic and have an open and big heart

honestly a good partner isn’t necessarily someone who loves the exact same things you love but rather someone who is willing to listen to you ramble on and on about a particular subject that you’re passionate about even if they have little to no interest in it

been thinking a lot about anticipatory grief lately. i love you so much that i know losing you will devastate me. i haven't lost you yet but i already miss you. we still have time, but it won't be enough. i think about what i would say at your funeral, and say some of it to you now cause i need you to know how loved you are before you go. you will go where i cannot follow, but you will never really leave me. it won't make it hurt less but it is a part of healing somehow.

i hope you find someone who notices all the little details about you