I miss cuddling with you, and running my hands through your hair, and kissing your face, and feeling your fingers trace me, and making me laugh.
My huge bed just got bigger :/
finally got the disposable i took to Portland/San Fran developed and every photo sucks except the one of naked Tanner overlooking the city from our hotel room.
OMG THE FUCKING PORTLAND TRIP
Things will never be the same, sometimes it’s not okay. Floating in a pool of uncertainty, drifting in thoughts of indifference. Moments spent missing the second before while trying to embrace the present but hoping that tomorrow offers more. A pinch to the skin means nothing at all to the…
don’t ever ask me if I’m okay because am I ever really
"Sometimes I just wanna fuck, and sometimes I wanna be in love, and sometimes I wanna be alone."