the moment he pushes all the way in, look him directly in the eye, lock your legs around him, and in your deepest voice whisper “we are groot”
this is prime.
You make me feel at ease again.
finally long enough.
I never meant it to be this way
I’d tell you I miss you, but you’re not healthy for me.
It’s been awhile since we’ve conversed, and I’m not about to cave into the poison who’s bedridden my love and affection. Who has left me the cold carcass I am today.
I’ll never understand why the sight of your name
any mention of you
any picture of you
seems to set me back to square one.
"Just tell her how you feel!"
Sure, when telling her doesn’t feel like passing the threshold of a haunted house.
You want to go but she doesn’t. Make a wrong move and things pop out at you. And at the end of it all, you either leave relieved, or wish you’ve never entered at all.
AND ITS FINALLY OUT!
First major video! Thanks to the homies for coming out to dance and big thanks to Tiffany Le (@tifftle) for making the vision come true! Really dug deep in the feels for this one so I hope y’all like it!! Link in the description!
It’s not that you’ll never show me your love.
It’s not that I’ve given you my all and you’ve given me nothing.
It’s not that being friends isn’t good enough
It’s that in my mind,
in my heart
I feel like I’ll never be good enough for anyone if I wasn’t good enough for you.
Sometimes, I want to get over it.
I wonder why I’d even think like that.
I wonder how it feels to be on the other side of a poem/song/choreography.
To be written about, to be danced about.
Because there has always been a trace of you in every one of my actions.
Idk what to write about anymore