You see I usually find myself among strangers because I drift here and there trying to forget the sad things that happened to me.
That half-hearted struggle to stop your relatives from giving you money.
“No no, really no, I won’t take it, please no…okay thanks.”
*shy but actually a sex freak*
Don’t marry a man unless you would be proud to have a son exactly like him.
some people just don’t appreciate a good loaf of bread
Say it before you run out of time. Say it before it’s too late. Say what you’re feeling. Waiting is a mistake.
Love isn’t about
fucking each other
at any opportunity.
It also isn’t about
how many months
that you’ve been together.
love is about
being able to see light
inside of the person
who knows nothing
humans are so cute, when we say goodbye we put our arms around each other and to show we love someone we bring them flowers. we say hello by holding each other’s hand, and sometimes tiny little dewdrops form in our eyes. for pleasure we listen to arrangements of sounds, press our lips together, smoke dried leaves, get drunk off of old fruit. we’re all just little animals, falling in love and having breakfast beneath billions of stars