All I really want is to be held.
To be able to curl into someone else, and feel them holding me, and just to rest in their arms. To hear their heartbeat through their shoulder, to feel their chest rise under my cheek. To have them stroke my hair and trace patterns on my skin and press kisses to my forehead when they think I’m asleep.
That’s all I really want.
Welcome to America where everyone is equal except everyone
I can’t wait to get married because its like a sleepover every night with your best friend.
"we’re in debt"
"yeah but first. .. truth or dare"