i love physical touch. like not even kissing and stuff just like. sitting next to each other with our arms touching or our legs overlapping or walking next to each other with our arms brushing i love knowing im real i love existing with people i love it
note to self: “love yourself” does not mean spend $40 on chinese food when you’re broke
who am i kidding yes it does. never listen to me
please reblog this if it is okay to anonymously confess something to you
you could be the moon, you could be the harbor i arrive to.
It’s really funny when you keep saying “it’s okay I know you’re saying no, so I won’t force you.” But yet I have to continue repeating myself every time you ask to fuck me. NO
Last night was weird and I need a break.
I’ve been so fucking horny lately wtf