A memoir about me and how I wake up every morning.
Fuck. I need a hug and a lot more. Also drugs, need those too.
if you self harm and you didn’t tonight, if you’re currently recovering from something, if you’re suicidal and you’re still here, i want you to know that i am so fucking proud of you.
If you did nothing productive today, and all you did was wake up, I am still fucking proud of you.
i love kissing so much how it can be soft and romantic or hard and passionate or lazy and sleepy or affectionate and then it’s like you like the person and they like you because you are kissing and it’s just you two and you can close your eyes and there will be nothing in the world except that