i put headphones in 20 minutes ago and forgot to play music: a novel by me
eyeballs and eye contact are so weird like it’s literally just fragile fleshy water orbs surrounded by bone that we point at other people’s fleshy orbs
I like you way more than I planned to. I miss you when you take too long to text me back, when you leave (but don’t physically go anywhere) or when you just aren’t near me. I hope that as we move forward you won’t regret having me. I hope that you won’t grow tired of me and want nothing to do with me. I’m apologizing in advance for the stupid rants, my mood swings, my awkwardness, not being able to express myself clearly, for being annoying and anything else that might get on your nerves. I’m going to try to be everything you’re looking for and more (when I figure out what it is.) But as of right now all I can be is here and hope that’s enough for you. I want to hold your hand. Kiss until our lips grow numb. Talk about our day. Argue. Make up because giving up isn’t an option. I want you and for you to want me just as much.
Watermelon is trash
Shout this shit from the mountain tops.
Imma fight both of y’all