I love you the way wind loves the sails - occasionally, but always with great fervor.
There is no feeling quite like being in love with someone who loves you back.
It’s crazy that I get more privacy and solidarity living with twelve other girls at school than here.
If one person has a problem with someone, that person doesn’t come in, end of story. Now I’m getting kicked out of my house so the opposite can occur.
Merry fuckin’ Christmas, folks.
Last time I took a train home for Thanksgiving, you had broken my heart.
Now, all I can do is look out the window and miss your hand in mine.
I’ll see you in a week, beautiful boy.
Birth control is fucking with me so hard.
I just want to eat. Really. My stomach is growling and I haven’t eaten anything today and I’m so. hungry.
But every time I go to put my fork in my mouth, I can’t bear the thought of the taste of it. Putting something in my stomach. I am suffering from a whole lot of appetite loss and a ferocious nausea.
Fuck chemicals, man.
This weekend shall be the best of weekends.
I have five (5) days to spend naked and baked with a beautiful man who doesn’t smile nearly enough and tickles me too often.
Spongebob watching will ensue. And also his birthday.
Relaxation, baby, here I come.
