Do you ever feel people staring at you and you like forget how to walk
why are mondays so long they take like 3 days to finish
do you ever just want to hold someone in your arms for about 37 years
That one follower that reblogs everything you post but never talks to you
i like that there are pieces of me that no one will ever know but him
as well as pieces of him that only i will ever see
intimacy resides in the secret space shared between two people
it’s really strange to think think that we’re all just background characters in other people’s lives, someone they walk past while rushing to be somewhere or bump into on their way to get coffee and these people all have their own problems and insecurities and lives and we’re not part of them. i just think about that a lot.