Just-Shower-Thoughts: As Kids, Weโre Told Talking To Yourself Is Crazy. As An Adult, Talking To Myself Is One Of The Few Things That Keeps Me Sane.
obsessioms: a concept: you and i are covered in blankets, in nothing but our underwear. my head on your chest, your face buried in my hair, whispering sweet nothings into my ear. it is raining outside, but we are warm. we are endlessly in love.
