worst day in a long long loooong while
sad hours
I’m always a slut for deep conversations and exploring our feelings at 1am
i need kisses and attention and alcohol
why do i care so much about ppl who literally dont give a fuck about me like it’s so blatantly obvious that they dont and yet i allow myself to believe things that arent real am i deluded ? yes
reminder: what’s yours will be yours. no need to rush. no need to feel anxious. all good things take time. and when it does come, your heart will be so grateful. give it time. rest your mind. and enjoy the present moments.
