hi, i want to spend the rest of my life with you🥹

i’m actually so stupid.

i’m so close to crashing out.

i feel like i’m standing on the edge of something invisible. not quite falling, not quite safe. and no matter how still i stay, the ground keeps giving way beneath me.

same.

i feel so low it’s almost funny. bout to do something random just to feel human again.

weaponizing genocide to score cheap points is actually insane.

i’m so happy for him gosh!

taylor doesn’t deserve all that.

talked to him and suddenly life feels 30% softer. mood at 70%, heart a little full.

is the father dead?????

r&b will forever have my heart. no matter the era, it just hits different every time.

idk who i become when gasolina starts playing, but it’s not me anymore.

When you’re in love, you’re going to want to solve all of your partner’s problems. If you have money, you’ll want to buy them everything they need. If they are stressed, you’ll want to step in and lift the weight off their shoulders.

My kink is doing something minor and getting praised like I just saved the world. Affirm me. Worship me. Say “good girl.”

i love r&b so much. just vibes, love, and vulnerability. it’s the kind of music that hugs you when no one else does.

writing about people i love, knowing they’ll never read it, feels like whispering into the wind and hoping it carries my heart.

i’m gonna love you like i’m gonna lose you. i’m gonna hold you like i’m saying goodbye.

drunk in love, i want you.

i see couples and wonder if they feel safe. like really safe, not just with their bodies, but their minds. what does it feel like to look at someone and think: “you’re mine. i don’t have to question it.” i want that. someone soft with me, even when life isn’t. my person.