I literally crave affection. It’s not about sex. I crave somebody to cuddle with me, and to lay their head on my lap. I crave kisses, holding hands and running my thumb across theirs. Just looking at someone and thinking “how did I get this lucky”.
i’m cute as hell and i’m worth it and you get a gigantic “fuck you” for not being able to realize that
“Sometimes I remind myself that I almost skipped the party, that I almost went to a different college, that the whim of a minute could have changed everything and everyone. Our lives, so settled, so specific, are built on happenstance.”
– Anna Quindlen, Every Last One (via exoticwild)
This overwhelms me so so so hard(via 2002s)
“I get way too sensitive when I get attached to someone. I can detect the slightest change in the tone of their voice, and suddenly I’m spending all day trying to figure out what I did wrong.”
– Humans of New York - Amman, Jordan (via 5000letters)