Love is the most unkind and unforgiving roller-coaster I’ve ever boarded. It’s uncanny, but, I’d never leave the ride.
that sinking feeling thinking chris isn’t after a relationship, just friends with benefits.
Love is a big bunch of fuck.
Also, packing is the worst. I’ve folded 10 shirts and got distracted by eating noodles, now I’m listening to music and procrastinating. :c