They make my stomach hurt

They make my breath catch, my heart beat faster

They give me that feeling just under my ribs like I can’t quite breathe right and they make me feel lightheaded

They regularly give me shivers down my spine, chills, and that little pricking at the back of my neck, like there is something too much for my body to hold it.


His voice makes me horny, and sad, and uplifted, and powerful.

These boys, all of them, humble me. Inspire me. Make me want more and better and at the same time remind me to be gentle with myself.

Wait for a hospital stay … this never meant nothing to you … at all.

Sleep is overrated, but somehow necessary.