and I’m starting to realize why I used to hate everyone so much. You really can’t depend on anyone to be there for you. I just need some new friends…
The good ones never stick around
and they’re the ones you miss the most. So many years have passed and I can’t stop thinking about what I could’ve done differently. I don’t think it would’ve made a difference. It was just a sure thing at the time and the feeling was mutually sincere. Looks like I’m stuck waist-deep in the past. My desire for things (or people) that I can’t have is...
Your followers when you get anonymous hate:
when somebody actually texts me first and wants to...
johnyr: I want to sleep with you. I don’t mean have sex. I mean sleep. Together. Under my blankets, in my bed. With my arm wrapped around you. And your hand across my chest. With the window cracked. So it’s chilly and we have to cuddle closer. No talking. Just laying down, without a saying a word. Because I’d rather stay home than go out. As we sleep the night away. Peacefully.