You were more than a dream to me. Just saying.

It’s about connection. It’s not about the material. For me it’s lying together listening to music on the living room floor. Sharing a cheap bottle of wine with candles on a Friday night. Just walking together holding hands. Listening to each other, and really fucking hearing them what the other person is trying to tell you. It’s about arguing constructivly and making up. It’s about really sharing yourself with another completely and honestly.

I realize that I have a terrible tendency to yearn for someone good, humble, and kind and the moment I find them, I push them away.

update: maybe i have a lil crush on you

My boyfriend proposed to me, and we're set to get married. I finally go all of my shit together.

It seemed to good to be true, there is always a catch.

I was diagnosed with cancer today.

FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. I don't even know what to do.

while waiting for the class before us to finish so we could get into our classroom, i talked to the cute boy from class for like... 3 minutes. He said a total of 5 sentences to me. and in that period of time my face got SO. RED that i could feel the heat travel from my face down my neck and to my hands. just from talking for a couple minutes. i’m 21 years old this is so embarrassing i should have been over this phase by 14 oh my god he KNOWS i like him kill me

I’m going to be bolder. I need to in order to reach you.

i just know. and i think you know too.

Another month has passed, 

and I’m still here thinking of you.

Just seeing you around is enough for my serotonin levels to skyrocket.