princess on the streets. also a princess in the sheets. dont touch me im royalty.
We almost dated is such a sad relationship to have with someone. Almost is such a weird title to own. As if you almost could have tasted his lips and you are almost pretty sure they taste like pink roses. And he almost loved you back and was ready to water your dry ribs and plant flowers in between your lungs.
Almost has become a habit for me. I never really possessed something entirely, and so when I tell you that I am hungry and that I need more than a taste… you have to understand that I have been starving for eras.
Almost is all I know and I wish it wasn’t like this. I want possession and cold pure nights of nothing but the drunken taste of love in my mouth, in my throat, in my veins, in my brain, and in my blood.
I almost had you. Almost."
single and ready for someone to fall in love with me already like damn
things I want to do with u
- make grilled cheese
- watch dumb movies
- make a blanket fort
- maybe kiss or something
- take selfies
- hold hands
- dance to cute music
- go for walks outside
- go on adventures
- try new things
- star gaze
- have awesome sex
- be that ‘cute amazing’ couple
- wake you up at 3am to fuck your brains out
When you listen to a song you used to listen to ages ago and you get that weird as fuck spine chilling feeling as you remember how your life was at that point in time
In my experience, this feeling only gets weirder/more intense/better as you get older.
How is it that in life you can be surrounded by people and yet still feel so utterly alone? Be perfectly safe and still feel unstable? Have a whole life ahead of you but still worry it won’t be enough time to do everything you hope to achieve? Love someone so wholeheartedly and yet never be loved in return? care for and look out for someone so rigidly and never have the favour returned?
Life is full of unanswered questions, it’s also completely unfair.