you’re really cute and its ruining my life because i think about kissing you all the time
Our bodies could be skin on skin and I’d still pull you closer.
Before I die, I want to be somebody’s favorite hiding place, the place they can put everything they know they need to survive, every secret, every solitude, every nervous prayer, and be absolutely certain I will keep it safe. I will keep it safe.
He turned me into an object and I turned him into a god. How sick is that?
mom: did you get your grades back?
mom: really? cause your teacher called.