I am constantly torn between wanting to improve myself and wanting to destroy myself.
We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.
Does anyone else lie in bed at 2:30am filled with the crippling fear that they’re never going to accomplish anything in life and fail miserably or is that just me
i wanna die but maybe something cool will happen so ill stay alive for now
the more sexual and inappropriate you are with me the better we’ll get along
The saddest things in the world:
-people forgotten on their birthdays
-old people eating alone
-animals left behind by their humans
but if you combine the three you’d have one kickass disney movie
This. The quietest ways of screaming “I adore the fuck out of you” and “I love you”. Always be thoughtful, go out of your way to make sure that the person you cherish feels special.
I want you to hold my hand while we grocery shop. I want you to play with my hair while we watch our favorite tv shows. I want you to kiss me in the middle of my sentence because you wanted to taste my words. I want you to rub my back as we fall asleep. I want you to play my favorite song when I look sad. I want you to do these things without having to think about them. Do them because you love me.
i’m a person who often wants physical affection but is also very uncomfortable and particular about physical contact