Claim her, love her, fuck her, spoil her, trust her.
Let’s get drunk at midnight, listen to our favorite songs and kiss so much that our lips burn
*looks in a mirror* you again
do you ever look around at the big crowds of people around you and realize everyone has a story and memories and family and troubles and achievements and a first kiss and a broken heart but you’ll never know any of it and every human life is really intricate and expansive but oh they’ve walked into a shop and you’ll never see them again and you’ll never know just what they were thinking
like 98% of my problems would be solved if i stopped overthinking things and calmed the fuck down and stopped being such a panicky, anxious little shit