That feeling when every fiber of your being is screaming to say something, anything, just to know how they are, but every time you go to type, your mind just keeps telling you that they’re probably happier without you interrupting, disturbing, complicating their otherwise peaceful, maybe even enjoyable day, maybe with someone who makes them smile. Someone who doesn’t make them physically sick and unable to eat. Someone who’s just better.
i wonder how many people i’m in the “i’d be down if you asked” zone with
i’ve found my favourite
Dawn, Day, and Twilight, William Bouguereau
who’s ready to fuck up their sleep schedule