Okay, I Texted Him.

Okay, I texted him.

He is still alive.

:))

I'm okay again. Pretty funny how much I worry about him...

He played guitar today, I love when he plays guitar, it makes me happy.

He is really good at it, and his voice is beautiful too.

He looks so right when he is making music. He seems to be doing better and feeling stuff.

I like him, hehe.

I really do :)

I texted him and it was okay :)

I thought he had been angry at me, but apparently he actually wasn't. I should stop interpretating everything.

I like himmmm.

Ahhhhhhh

I want to spend a lazy day with someone.

And when I day someone I mean him.

Getting up late, I'll cook breakfast and wash the dishes while he watches YouTube or even better plays guitar and we are just lazy together.

Bathing together. Rubbing his back and braiding his hair while watching some stupid movie.

Baking together and telling each other off for eating thr dough. Little top of the head kisses and then I'll cook us a good dinner and when I clean he is there hugging me from behind.

We go to bed, maybe reading a boon to one another and just existing together.

Cuddling and living.

Larry is back :)

I love that fly, he is literally my best friend right now

Tw: scars

I'm feeling bad about my scars...

They are so ugly and just gross.

Not.scars overall, just mine. Just because they are on my body.

I want someone to tell me that it's okay, that my scars are a part of me and beautiful. That they don't change anything.

I want my scars to be kissed with gentle lips to be handled with care but also to not be acknowledged at all?

I want kisses all over my scars. To show love and tenderness? To make me feel whole.

Tw: ed

Smoking and crying and trying not to throw up the musli bar I just ate

I named the fly in my room Larry, he landed on my hand and I think that is the closest that I have felt to another living thing in days.