this is the story of a girl <3
Even on bad days, I’ll still be happy with you.
And I am bored to death with it. Bored to death with this place, bored to death with my life, bored to death with myself.
Sometimes you meet someone and even though you
never liked brown eyes before, their eyes are your new favourite colour.
I want you. I want your sleepy confused look when you wake up, and the smile that follows. I want to be the warmth that fills the space in your bed. I don’t want to share you.