I’m genuinely so fucking sad wtf
“I was too young to know how to love her.”
— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry / The Little Prince
“I think of you so often you have no idea.”
— James Joyce / Ulysses
“trust your intuition” baby i have anxiety i can’t tell which is which sometimes
every day i get my heart ripped out & every day i simply just continue
i want a soft connection. i want to be asked how my day went and if i need anything. i want forehead kisses. i want the back of my hand kissed at red lights. i want to be asked how i’m mentally feeling. i want to hold hands everywhere we go.
I wish I was a better person when I met you. Maybe I wouldn’t of ruined us. Imy still sometimes </3
This is the first time I’ve actually felt loved by a guy he loves me for me which is crazy...
