maybe this just isn’t meant to be. I’m not happy as I should be. it’s just not the same..
if we are talking in person and i accidentally spit dont even call out i saw it and im dead inside
I’m getting bad again but I’m too tired to care.
It’s not just about sex. Don’t get me wrong. Sex is fucking great, but when you have a connection with someone, when you feel so strong for someone, just a kiss is enough to make your knees weak. You just can’t beat that.
i wanna get drunk and kiss a lot and not think for a while
put 100 kids in a room…. kill 10… only 90 kids will remember this
death is such a terrifying concept to fully comprehend. you can be here at 5 o clock & then be gone at 5:01. death is the only thing that’s guaranteed in life. knowing that your life can be taken in a blink of an eye ..it’s just overwhelming.