i’m the type of person who will miss you to death but won’t do anything about it because i don’t want to seem like the desperate one
fuck that, when i miss someone i tell them, the second i feel it. Life’s too damn short to act proud and be afraid to look stupid or desperate or w.e. Tell them you miss them every chance you get.
i wanna date someone and live with them in a shitty apartment but be happy about it because we are happy together and we can decorate it with stupid dorky posters of shit we like and figurines and art and we can cook weird recipes we found on the internet and eat them and watch cartoons even if the food is gross because we made it and we’re perfect
I have an entire forest living inside of me and you have carved your initials into every tree.