meant to love loudly, forced to love quietly, tbh. im meant to craft the most lovely and personal of gifts, im meant to shout and sing my love, but instead??? ill settle for a hug and an "i missed you"
guys sometimes i wanna tour the world with a band that i love like theyre family but sometimes i wanna live alone with dogs and cats named after my favorite poets, i wanna live in a small house in maine on the shore and write about the people i see, never being able to cherish anyone for more than a chapter. but also who knows guys