always: i don’t want anyone to touch me except for you. but there always has to be a you, it doesn’t matter who you are. there just has to be one pair of hands that doesn’t terrify me. i have to choose someone, otherwise what kind of a life would that be? i miss you but maybe it doesn’t matter. 

tea time tea time

and it’s only wednesday so I may not get harassed tonight

mama says life’s all about the little things