"I want to pack up some bags and go somewhere far for a little while. I want to reach for the happiness around the corner. I want to play in the park and remember what it was like being a kid with no worries except for bruised knees and dirt on my clothes. I want to be in a new place and breathe in new air. I want to have a long conversation with a stranger who I’ll never meet again but will know stories about me. That way when I leave, I also leave parts of me there. I want to watch sappy movies and cry my eyes out, pretending they were because of that girl dying in the movie or because the family was re-united, and not because I was experiencing an emotional roller coaster in me. I want to hit pause on my troubles and click play on the good things. I want to fast-forward through the sadness, the pain, the worries, and the darkness. But I guess you have to sit down and live through everything because life is all about the journey, the in-between, and the stops along the way."
"I like to feel his eyes on me when I look away."
"A part of me wants you
in the most innocent way possible:
taking off your shoes in my bedroom,
climbing under the sheets and watching
whatever’s in my Netflix queue,
barely even touching
as we talk about our days until we
fall asleep with our
clothes still on.
But another, hungrier part of me
wants you unbuttoning your shirt
before you’re completely through my door,
falling onto my bed, and
scrambling to make your fingers
unbutton my shirt faster
Your mouth shaking out
my name the entire time."
So I saw this advice