everything i say and feel is real. remember that.

i’m happiest when

i’m lying next to you and just holding your hand, closing my eyes and imagining every day we’ve spent together. the times you’ve made me laugh, the times i’ve cried (which have been a lot) and realise that we’ve gone through a lot but that this love is something special. knowing that our love is strongest when we’re alone, really being ourselves. when im rapping to you or singing you silly songs, when you look at me and all i see is love, when you smile and tell me im the best person you know, even if i do think its a lie. when you kiss me on my head, or on my nose. when my stomach turns upside down when you tell me im beautiful.

and then i open my eyes, i see you next to me and i feel my stomach fill with hundreds of butterflies, because i feel so lucky to have you there, to have your hand in mine. to feel like this will last forever.


Even though i always seem to find a way to fuck everything up, to make myself believe nothing is enough. to need some sort of reassurance. bah

my babezy. (this is one of my favourite photos EVA)

my babezy. (this is one of my favourite photos EVA)

if i had money

i would go straight to the airport and get on the first flight i saw.

I need to disconnect myself from everything, I don’t want to be surrounded by anything.

i need to clear my mind, I need to find out how i feel.

i wish:

  • i wasn’t afraid to say what was on my mind
  • i wasn’t scared of living
  • i could do everything i wanted to
  • i didn’t feel that things were changing.

sorry for the emo post. 

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