I just, I can’t describe what I feel for you but it starts from the pit of my stomach and warms my chest until I can practically feel every nerve ending in my body and all I want is for you to touch my skin.
Let’s start with this - I do not want to write this post. I have tried very hard, in the past several days, to convince myself not to write this post. I have gone to great lengths to keep my private life private, particularly this past year, and the idea of putting intensely…
Does anyone else lie in bed at 2:30am filled with the crippling fear that they’re never going to accomplish anything in life and fail miserably or is that just me
Have you ever bullshitted an assignment so hard you basically laugh after every sentence you write
remember in 2012 when that lady tried restoring that painting of jesus