eat that last slice of chocolate cake

He touches my hand, sliding his fingers in between mine. 

I take in a deep breath, i feel the air in my lungs.

the rush of love running throughout my whole body.

Aren't you afraid you'll never experience that? Love.

What if you die young? What will you do then?

You'll never get to experience the butterflies,

the heartache.

You'll never get to sit on the porch on rainy days and drink tea.

Or to get all wrapped up with the one you love in big cozy blankets and talk until 2 am.

Aren't you afraid you'll never be able to experience any of that? does it ever cross your mind?

don't be afraid to live while you're young.

Sunday night thoughts 

My creativity is running low.

My fingers and toes are always cold, its a disorder i have.

I cant breathe because of the altitude.

I sweat from the smallest things (sweeping the floor is one).

My clothes don't always fit me right.

I'm really lazy sometimes.

But hey at least i'm alive, right?

I'll take the L on this one

Dear girls:

Boys are assholes :) don't trust them.

They are not worth your time.

Trust me, i'd know.

Love Me

Dear boys:

You're all assholes :) there is no such thing as "the nice boy".

You're all dicks and you don't deserve the time of day.

Trust me, i'd know.

Love Me

and also i'm really scared

i have a hammock hanging in my bedroom.

Not the indoor kind, but the camping kind.

and lights,

Not lamps, but the kind you wrap around a Christmas tree.

i have an alarm clock,

But i don't use it as an alarm... in fact i don't use it at all.

my room is always clean,

But i never make my bed.

and i have a dresser, 

But i keep all of my clothes in my closet.

i'm not afraid, 

And also i'm really scared.

Thoughts that a kiss will leave you with

Maybe i love you like the sun loves the moon. He dies every night so she can have her time to shine.

Or maybe i love you like the sand loves the ocean. 

I love you at 2AM when i crave your existence besides me and at 11PM when i just need someone to talk to.

Maybe love is when you kiss someone and you tell all of your friends because you still cant believe it happened. When you're on cloud 9 because you've been wanting this to happen for a long time. Or maybe love is when you wait and wait and wait for them just to text you back because you want to talk to them so badly.

Maybe love is letting "the one" go because that's what is best for you both. 

Love is when you kiss someone and your lips tingle for day and you cant stop thinking about it.

I know i love music and the feeling that comes along with a great song. 

Does that count as love?

Does he love her because he called her to pick him up at 12:30AM? Or is it just his typical Friday night booty call?

Does she love him because she says "I'll wait for you" when he leaves on his mission? Or is she just saying that, leaving him with false hope for the future?

Some people say love is when you have sex.

"Why'd you guys do it?"

"Because we love each other."

or

"Why wont you have sex with them? Don't you love them?"

what really defines love? is it writing a song about someone? or is it being too shy to tell each other you love each other but EVERYONE ELSE knows it? 

Is love hooking up with the same person every weekend? I love talking to the same person every day for weeks on end?

Love is overrated; but at the same time its underrated.

the word love is used all too often but not often enough.

Love is confusing 

and messy

and hard

and all worth it at the same time.

Love is like learning to drive.