i remember as a little kid i hated traveling to new places and now all i can think about is dropping everything and just travel around the world for the rest of my life. irony at its finest.
16 page research paper due sat and havent even picked a topic. the struggle is real
me: ok i’ll study at 8:00
me: *pretends i didn’t see*
literally me right fucking now. its 8:17 fuck
You know that feeling you get when you really like someone and you hold their hand for the first time? How it just feels so satisfying to know they have the same feelings for you? It feels like a sexual release. It’s such a light, timid hand hold. Like, they can let go easily if they want and you can too but you both try so hard to hold onto each other so lightly. It just feels so innocent and right. Literally one of the best feelings in the world.
Use the booty as a pillow