my favorite eye color is your eye color and my favorite height is your height and my favorite weight is your weight my favorite hands are your hands my favorite knees are your knees
There’s so much anxiety in my heart that I can’t help but feel anxious every second of my life.
I still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore.
I’m ridiculously uncomfortable and I wish I had somewhere else to stay.
Being back has only made me realize how much three years can actually change a person.