short hair brings the spark in me.

no rizz just brown eyes and yap

if i ever tell you about my past or family situation, it's not for you to feel sorry for me, but for you to understand why i am the way i am.

even a gangsta like me needs a forehead kiss sometimes.

the fire, the wine, the bed and you
In this crimson light I find the truth

call me love with a british accent (only legends know)

i hate being shy like damn bitch talk

do you think i have forgotten about you?

When it's 3 a.m. and you've used your last "it is what it is", so you just let the melancholy flood in.

i daydream about decorating my first apartment all the time.

opening Pinterest is like a cigarette break.

Damn all this overthinking and i still make dumb decisions.

it's not like i'm falling in love, i just want you to do me no good
n you look like you could

i'd rather people think i'm boring than know too much about me.

the summer i turned avoidant.

Kiss my soul and touch my heart.