this heart of mine and those hauntingly beautiful eyes

the privilege of loving yourself is priceless

she thought the moon was pretty, i thought she was prettier

well, fuck me

When our lips met, I tasted the next hundred lifetimes.

hey wanna sit on my lap and talk about it?

mood: kiss my neck and leave your mark

Your brain is the sexiest thing about you

you don't have a special place in my heart you occupy the whole damn thing

All I ever do is care too much until I don't.

remember, you are worth loving. don't let anybody tell you otherwise

because baby your smile makes the world more sufferable

pussy from a girl who's loved right.

a connection so deep you don't need words to communicate

the moon and i often reminisce about you