“flirting” aka staring at u and when u look back at me i look away very fast so u wont see that i was staring at u
i think it’s cute when someone texts you after hanging out just to say they had fun with you, idk little things like that are sweet to me
“Just because I can’t explain the feelings causing my anxiety, doesn’t make them less valid.”
— Unknown (via resqectable)
Missing someone is hard, but missing someone who doesn’t miss you is heartbreaking.
I’m tired of temporary happiness. I’m tired of temporary pleasure. I’m tired of temporary people. I’m tired of temporary conversations and connections.
it’s so disturbing to think back and realize the stuff you allowed people to do to you simply because you didn’t respect yourself enough to not let it happen
Let's makeout while you grind on me and quietly moan in my mouth
It’s complicated because I care and don’t care at the same time
I hate hate HATE that I require so much reassurance like things could be going perfectly fine but there’s always a part of me that believes that all of it is a lie
i want a “wanna go watch the sunset?” kind of love. a “just one more minute, one more touch, one more kiss” kind of love. a “mario kart after dinner, loser does the dishes” kind of love. an “i can’t sleep, wanna go for a drive?” kind of love. a goofy and cliche and almost too good to be true kind of love. that’s what i want.





