What if everything was just a bad dream and you wake up to a perfect life
I don’t get these posts that go like “part of me wants to be a hot girl at the bar and the other part of me wants to read and sip tea in a bookstore”
like you can wear red lipstick and a leather jacket and sip tea and dance in the rain and go to the gym and curl up in bed and get turnt the fuck up and go to church
you can literally have it all sis
the world is yours
Have you ever been laying there listening to music and realize that when a certain person that’s in your life is no longer in it, you’re probably not going to be able to listen to any of these same songs anymore without wanting to kill yourself.
That awkward sexual tension between you and someone you’ve dated like hi how are you i’ve seen you naked and i’ve heard you moan my name you look great