I want to sit with someone at 3 am and talk. Like really talk. I want you to tell me what keeps you up at night, that dream you keep having, what certain songs make you feel like, what you think happens after death. Talk to me about your family and your dreams.
Anonymous asked: What's wrong?
My parents ruin my life. And this isn’t the angsty teenage “UGH YOU RUIN MY LIFE” kind of thing. This is a “we won’t tell me important things that pertain to my existence and that causes me to have ridiculous problems” kind of thing.
I can do it.
"was that awkward eye contact or were we checking eachother out" - a life story
The sexual tension between two people when one of them says “make me”