And I still hope that one day I'll get that drunk text from you telling me how much you miss me. Not because I miss you, but because I hope you regret that it ended the way it did.
boys arent meant to think, boys are meant to be milked and edged and take naps on warm titties.
i wanna be in love but on the other hand I wanna fuck and never talk to a human again
the relationship between a girl and the local public library is intimate and divine
im about to go rn yasss


