It takes a lot of effort to be bubbly and outgoing, and I feel like I somehow outgrew that yeaaars ago
Life is so full of contradictions. I want it to have lots of love, yet I'm also tired of it at the same time.
I wish love was as easy as food. Like if you could just chomp on someone and then be satisfied, but it's not really that simple or easy
Sometimes the idea of affection is nicer than what it's like in reality. Chomp chomp your stomach doesn't get any fuller. Am I eating air?