love? is getting out of your fucking bed
i don’t know what love is. HELL most mornings i don’t know what my own name is. but just like i have to put some time and effort into recalling my identity, i guess love requires the same tactics. i’ve been told that when you’re in love you are supposed to feel like you are head over heels, shoot for the sky, and over the moon BONKERS for that other person? and i mean i...
i just want to be where you are
my wish for you? is that this life becomes all that you want it to. that your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small, and you never have to carry more than you can hold. and while you’re out there getting where you’re getting to? i hope you know that somebody loves you, and wants the same things too…&yeah, this? is. my. wish.