i want to sit on a kitchen counter in my underwear at 3 am with you and talk about the universe
If I told you
How many times
I’ve sat alone
On the shower floor,
You’d cry too.
I’ve found that growing up means being honest. About what I want. What I need. What I feel. Who I am.
You don’t realize how alone you are until you’re staying up every night thinking about things you should never think of and you cant tell anybody because you have nobody to tell.