len

if ur looking for a rafe cameron fan fic go read 'HALO' by @limerencelen

hey i haven’t heard u in a while, wondering if ur doing ok

things i genuinely love : 
          
          music. 
          pinterest. 
          my childhood/baby photos.
          hugs (i love em SOO MUCH) 
          jewelry (LITERALLY ANY PIECE OF JEWELRY) 
          the beach. 
          summer/fall. 
          stars. 
          midnight blue. 
          that one boy (he moved away.)
          movies. 
          polaroids.
          glasses. 
          laughter (specifically kids laughs OML CUTIES) 
          food. 
          slow mornings. 
          dancing in the living room jamming out while the entire house is asleep. 
          making breakfast at 6am with zero sleep. 
          late night talks beneath the stars. 
          burgers. 
          ABBA. 
          that one pair of jeans (i’d marry them if i could) 
          my bsf. (i’m so lucky to have her OML) 
          nostalgia. 
          perfume. 
          tanning. 
          playing mermaids. 
          people with open minds. 
          mascara and lipgloss.
          lilies. 
          glitter. 
          and so much more. 
          
          
          
          
          

i love people who match my freak. 

CHAT MY PHONES NOT YONNA BE TAKEN AWAY 
          AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

i could NEVER nerd out. I JUST LOVE TOO MUCH STUFF (obx, stranger things, ABBA, sza, spiderman, harry potter, billie eilish, avatar the last airbender, tsitp, coming of age movies, converse, writing, CAS, coldplay, jewelr, THE LIST GOES ONNNNNNNNNNNNN...........)

OMG ILYYYYYYYY. sza is seriously MY ENTIRE LIFE I LOVE HER SO MUHC

if life doenst kill me, nostalgia will. 
          
          i feel like nostalgia has always been there in my life, wether it was my lowest moments, or my happiest. 
          
          if i’m having a good time, that pang of nostalgia will hit me, knowing i will never get to experience this again, in this room, in this place, with these people, enjoying ourselves. 

my biggest red flag is ghosting ppl. 
          
          it’s not bc of the person i’m talking to. it’s just IM. ME. YES ME. i’m just not emotional available. 
          somedays i wanna talk. somedays i’m overwhelmed and don’t have the energy to text and call. 
          
          and no matter how many times i explain that, everyone takes it SO SERIOUSLY. it’s me. i’m the problem. I KNOW. 

THEME THEME THEME