forget ur astrology sign that’s nerd shit. when ur jamming out to a song in your room do you do air guitar, air drums or air microphone. that is the only point when you are you’re true self
i’m a mix between “holy shit i need a second degree and a job that pays and a house and a few dogs and a baby within the next five minutes” and also “slow the fuck down you’re young and who wants kids anyway relax”
can i please just live in a world where it’s acceptable for me to being in love with the man i’m in love with
where there isn’t a life-threatening disease looming overhead
where i’m not 400 miles away
where i’m not smiling and then sobbing
i say i’m a lucky girl, and he jokes that i’m actually cursed
something to laugh at, but it isn’t a joke
we know there’s truth in there somewhere
that i’m not at a stage in my life where i should have to deal with this
but i’ve already faced so much
and it’s meant to be this way.
i am his safe place and he is mine
