imagine you’re in a crowd and he wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you closer

me at 7 years old, searching for girls' games on google:

grabbing my throat just to kiss me>>>>>>>>>>>

“i saw this and thought of you” immediate fold

Reading late at night is a whole different vibe. When everyone and everything is silent, like nothing else exists except you and your book

getting a nickname from someone is so cute

you need a lot of inner peace to avoid being rage baited by your mom

I think the most satisfying thing about reading a book is watching the left side get thicker and the right side get thinner

computa make it stop