i love getting kissed on the forehead so much it’s like they’re saying “hey i’m gonna show you affection but i’m not trying to get anything out of this, i just want you to feel happy”
it’s in words
what if cows moaned when you milked them
im so lonely
Spitting venom when we speak, our words are like acid. Our actions like wild fire. You took my heart hostage and locked it away, now heartless I feel nothing.