The little things in life remind me of you the most.
I taste you in my overly expensive pumpkin spice lattes
The soft patters of the rain ring of your calm laughter
Days where we cloudgazed, nights were never truly appreciated
I brush past strangers, scents overwhelm my senses
I cling onto what little I have of you
The limited time we had.
Sometimes I let my mind drift to what ifs
If you weren't concerned with conceited reputations
Looks from passerbys that do not matter
Actions that should've never occured
If I was into men
Letting go of what happened
Truths that echo through the chambers of my mind
Then I wake up from light slumbers and hold your sweater a little tighter
I miss you.
Meow Are You? Things I Like
on everyone's soul this is what happened
You'll always be by my side. You're my Shadow.
Spending time together in an abandoned library at the Blueberry Yogurt Academy 💙💛
Do you guys punish your body for how it feels or are you guys normal
is this anything…(Read More)
trans men be like hot and shit like they're just hot as fuck like what the fuck man why are you being so hot god damn
“I didn’t know what to call it, what was happening between us, but I liked it. It felt silly and fragile and good.”
— Ransom Riggs; Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children
The Thing (1982)|| Horror Fanatic || 18 || Hopeless Romantic (He/Him)
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