— Henry Miller, A Literate Passion: Letters Of Anaïs Nin & Henry Miller, 1932-1953

Just over two weeks sober from alcohol, and it feels great, it’s taking some getting used to, but for sure was a choice for the better. Always pushing forward, never settling for less then where I want to be.

Looks like things with the new business are going well but other than that everything else has kinda come apart. I think I’ll just stay in bed today, this shit is exhausting.

Just being close, the smirks, the little nudges, and so many other things.

“I crave the most innocent parts of a relationship. Like holding hands, forehead kisses and being able to tell someone how much I adore them…”

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Saying "must I put a leash on you?" when they keep wandering off in public just to watch them blush and immediately grab my hand to stay close.

Passed my final drug test today and I’m off probation!!!

I wish you knew how much I had and still do actually love the person you are underneath all this pain

I bet you wish my tongue woke you up this morning instead of your alarm.