Me Thinking About Him

my body is the worst most uncomfortable place ive ever lived in

I miss the control I used to have.

i am a physical touch girlie til i d i e !!!

let me hold your hand. let me grab your arm when we’re walking together. let me hold your head in my lap. let me run my nails across your back. let me kiss your forehead or whatever body part is closest to me. let me rest my head on your shoulder. let me absentmindedly trace shapes on your arm. let me play in your hair.

i need it

I want to make a boy moan so loud that he has to bury his face into the crook of my neck to muffle the sound

ugh!!!

Anne Sexton, from a letter featured in Anne Sexton; A Self-Portrait In Letters

i’m just so fucking tired i don’t think sleeping for 20 days straight would help i need to die