On Friendship.

What if we just became those old ladies who live in a cozy little house with a big garden and feed all the neighborhood cats and bake too much bread. What then.

in case no one asked if you’re doing okay today, i care and would like to know. i also want to tell you i’m rooting for you today and every day.

damn, haven't felt this sort of unreasonable fondness for a bunch of [new] people in a very long time. hope I don't mess it up

if u wanted to u could hold my hand

thank you for loving me, even when i’m still learning how to

I don’t WANT a career. I want to cuddle and sleep and eat and read and create and love and be loved.

ur so fucking special to me!!! shut up!!!