i’m all for sex, and i’m all for having sex with whoever you feel like, but just make sure you wont feel bad about the decision afterward. personally, i think everyone’s first time is important- the last thing i would have wanted was to have just another d-bag steal my virginity. but if you don’t care, bang on, bang-ette.
fine, i’ll sleep then.
i don’t feel like sleeping just yet, so talk to me?
You give brilliant advice Me and him are talking again as more than friends but less than texting. He doesn't want to feel tied down. But today he got very open and told me he wanted to talk to me like talk talk Considering he never ever opens up I'm giving him a chance. Nothing to loose tbh. Well besides my virginity
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you cray cray, grey grey
well, it’s not really about that.
i don’t know how to explain it,
but sometimes it’s just not about
it’s about finding beauty in total
it’s about picking up the pieces
only to realize that he is holding
one in his hand, in offering.
when you look outside, and you
know the second the cold air
reaches your lungs you’ll be
shivering yet you are smiling
just because he sent you a message
five minutes ago.
the falling thousands of feet when
you’re on an airplane kind of drop
in your stomach,
a jump you only feel when slightly
it’s the way he looks at you,
when he thinks you’re not paying
the way he’ll smile and look away
the second he realizes you know
it’s the memories you know you’ll
hold dear, even the insignificant
moments like when he stuttered
and said ice sk-sk-sk-shit.
no, it’s not always about
the falling in love business,
it’s all the other stuff that gets
pushed to the wayside as soon as
you gather the courage to
mention those words.
haven’t played this one in a while.
Shit. Youre fucking brilliant. I had no clue. I’ve been following you for awhile now and youre musical and wtf. hi.
thank you dear. and thank you to everyone else who has been so kind in their response. I did not even intend to keep this up for long.
there is an honesty to Keaton’s music that really moves me, so i think i shall be doing more.
you are the most beautiful
person i have ever known.
i don’t know how to describe
it exactly, but there is something
undeniably special about you.
perhaps it’s the way you are
always trying to enhance your
views on the world, or the way
you want to leave your mark
on humanity. it’s something in
the way you know exactly what
you like, and the person you
want to become. how you
claim perfection, but are always
trying to be better. you have
an unfaltering confidence, but
aren’t afraid to accept humility.
you have this brilliant sense of
humor, you find a way to make
any situation a little bit more fun.
your laugh is so pure and i know
you feel each emotion deeply.
i can’t tell you how beautiful you
are both inside and out. there
is this air about you that will
never stop drawing me toward
you. i think at this point i’ve
accepted that we may never
be lovers, we may never fall
fast and hard for one another,
but i’m perfectly okay with that.
all i know is i want you in my
life, no matter what. i don’t want
to lose such a beautiful soul
from my life, i will hold you dear
even if i never hold your heart.
no, i wont put on stilettos.
i’m not going to wear pretty
(honestly i don’t really own one)
i don’t think that a “smoky eye”
will make me feel more sexy.
uh, how about you put up your
hair for once?
i don’t care that my hair usually
no, i wont wear a different shirt
even though this one has holes
why can’t i just be comfortable?
who ever told you to look a
we were made to be ourselves,
no matter who that is,
so i don’t feel like being anyone
other than my idea of perfect,
i don’t need high heels to feel
i don’t need diamond earrings
or a satin slip-
i feel perfectly sexy in
jeans and a t shirt,
and if you don’t like it… well…
you can just
go fuck yourself.
Just watch this. And fall in love like I did.