I missed the feeling of being drunk and dumb with my friends some stupid part of me thought that was left in my teenage years
“I’ve wanted to kill myself a hundred times, but somehow I am still in love with life.”
— Voltaire, Candide
I actually just love a proper devoted love story with no cheating, no distractions, no break ups, just two people who match each others freak to the highest level
they’re on a coffee date
when you hug someone and it feels like coming home
that pistachio completely sealed in its shell is scared and alone, like a miner trapped by rubble. you need to free it by any means necessary. get the gun from your dad's cabinet
damn all this overthinking and i still be making dumb decisions