Nothing gives me joy better than having someone run their fingers all over your body, analyzing every stretch mark, scar, weirdly placed mole, dimples, cellulite, and still calls me beautiful.
I really have to start following my own advice and stop expecting things to happen because honestly, it only leads to disappointments.
I just want something good to happen so all of these bad days and weeks I’ve been having can be pushed out of my head.
Out of sight, out of mind.
feelings are so complicated i don’t know if i like you or i’m just bored