halahh
rewatching s1 of gilmore girls, so so sweet. i miss it
forever young
a warm blanket on a cold day, someone laughing at your joke, poetry you resonate with, rewatching something and remembering how much you love it, listening to and old song and feeling it all rush back, hot chocolate, when someone hugs you for the very first time, sunrises/sunsets, new compliments, someones sleepy voice, films with wonderful soundtracks, socks on cold feet, seeing your breath on a cold day, waffles and pancakes, hotel breakfast, laughing with no noise.
things that make life worth living really.
i just want a boy who’s brunette n tall n will make me tea n plays the harmonica is that too much to ask?!
unfortunately ur gonna have to read my mind cuz girl I’m not gonna say a wordddd
i told him i write poetry, he asked me to write something for him to read. i think i might miss him.
i hate boys my age