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
I close my eyes
I won’t see
The love you don’t feel
When you’re holding me
*uses hot laptop to relieve cramps*
i am very proud of you for waking up today. you are very brave. existing can be hard sometimes and that is okay. i am proud of you even if all you did today was exist. i am proud of you for existing.
dude i’m gonna frickin hold your hand so hard it’s gonna blow your mind with how hecka rad my affection is
I remember this one time my mom described me to someone I was gonna meet as being “adorable and probably wearing a man sweater” which is pretty chill and still valid I guess
Things I like: being missed
Things I don’t like: knowing I am not missed
that you and i are
meant to be.
tell me there is every chance
that all the forces in the universe
could try to tear us
and tell me that you
want to stay anyway.