dandelion hands
i didn’t know how to spell jealousy until tenth grade because i rarely ever felt it / i don’t think i’d want to take his place forever, just long enough to remember how your love feels
I don't care
About anyone and
The feeling
Is quite obviously mutual
I am the one
That I no longer am
You can't take away
What I don't have
Where did you sleep last night?
And did you kiss him in the morning?
I'm never serious but seriously I'm dead
Where did you sleep last night?
And did you kiss him in the morning?
