I should have been taking care of you tonight.
I should have been making you feel better.
Today/tonight made me realize more that we need to get out of here.
And that the only thing I need is you and that’s it.
I’m really nervous about today.
You realize you are not alone, right? No one in their twenties has life figured out. It’s okay to be a mess. You’re living.
Alone in our world.
Hold my fucking hand, loser. We’re using the buddy system for the rest of our lives.
I don’t want to settle. I want mindfucking love. I want to spend all night thinking about kissing you, and when I finally get the guts to, I want to go deaf to everything but that moment. I refuse to settle for anything less.