you know when youre in the car and your parents break hard and they throw their arm over you for protection?
I have same instinct with my take out food
We spent the day together
And the night apart
Talking to each other in our thoughts
He called me in the morning
His voice a soft shade of rasp
Saying that I was his choice of luck
"whats tumblr? what do you do on there?"
IM REALLY TIRED OF PARENTS THINKING THAT EVERYONE ON THE INTERNET IS A PREDATOR
ikr wanna meet up and talk about it so where do you live?
christmas is so much worse as you get older it’s like “what do you want this year?” “a sense of purpose”
"a career" "financial security" "a sex life" "tuition for grad school" "alcohol" "a nap" "socks would be nice"