if she don't stalk your tumblr is it even real?

change in perspective = change in mindset = betterment of life

the intimacy of sleeping together, but not in a sexual way. the intimacy of feeling the warmth of their body in a cool room. their hands hugging you tightly. the intimacy of synchronized breathing. sleepy half-kisses. feeling safe.

My intentions will always be pure. so who ever loses me, it's THEIR loss.

real yearners know that they can even feel nostalgic about the present moment

A simple “my bad you’re right, I can see why you feel that way” could go a long way

i’m tryna grow old w somebody, fuck all that other shit y’all be on.

Sometimes I’m very grateful for the things that didn’t end the way that I wanted them to

Before I give up on somebody, I try. I try and I try until there's nothing left to try for.

can you blame me for wanting to be loved?

I’m not perfect but I’m always real and thats enough