how I crave to feel loved and enjoyed. I want to feel as though my presence is desired and beloved. I want my heart to feel full. but it's not about what I want. this is exactly what I deserve. I am hideous and vile. I am gross and deceitful. apathetic and unlovable, just as it was intended.
can we be the kinds of bros that kiss on the lips
When boys get tired and they're all sleepy and sweet and it's so cute holy shit
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I wish i could have a normal crush... but no, my brain wants to worship every little detail of you until it drives me insane
Michael Cunningham, "The Hours" // Anne Sexton, "The Touch" // Charles M. Schulz, Peanuts and Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved MeโThe Smiths // F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender Is the Night // Kelsey Landsgaard, A Soft Wrongness // J. D. McClatchy, "THE DIALOGUE OF DESIRE AND GUILT" // Marina Tsvetaeva, from notes // Yves Olade, Belovรฉd
"Youโre so polite" thanks i was raised in constant fear of upsetting people.
and then youre gonna run to her and forget i exist
when they think they can hurt me, but i have an emotionally immature mum and an emotionally unavailable dad