squeezing hands is soooooo sweet methinks. like when ur with a bunch of people and then your person is holding ur hand and squeezes it just to let u know they’re aware of your presence more than anything else and that ur the thing that matters the most amongst whatever it is that’s going on around them. it’s so. yeah
“The desire to change is not enough. I must find a new way to be.”
the older i get the more sensitive i become to warm genuine words, like wow you really think that kindly of me? hold up, lemme cry
Crawl inside this body/ Fine me where I'm most ruined/ Love me there.
i wish i was a little storybook character with a mug of tea
i dont want to do a 9 to 5 i want to do whatever this is
Pov: we are sitting together talking about random things, having chai and healing
in the mood for sleeping lazily in someone's arms and them stroking my hair





