being a late bloomer and having someone sexy flirt with you kinda a nightmare like i wouldn’t even know what to Do with all that No shade leave me alone .
and when you’re finally mine, i will dedicate my writing to immortalizing you. therefore, even when death comes, you shall live on in all the declarations i recited for you.
if someone only converses with you for their own physical gratification, that’s not love: it’s simply you being invaluable to them outside of a sexual sense.
“so who’s the real you? the person who did something awful, or the one who’s horrified by the awful thing you did? is one part of you allowed to forgive the other?”