"While I can’t have you, I long for you. I am the kind of person who would miss a train or a plane to meet you for coffee. I’d take a taxi across town to see you for ten minutes. I’d wait outside all night if I thought you would open the door in the morning. If you call me and say ‘Will you…’ my answer is ‘Yes’, before your sentence is out. I spin worlds where we could be together. I dream you. For me, imagination and desire are very close."

Jeanette Winterson (via amandaonwriting)
sorry I feel cute today.

sorry I feel cute today.

i miss it 

i miss it

i miss it

i miss you

i miss us


"you’re so fucking hot right now."

all of my siblings have biblical names except for me. if that wasnt foreshadowing I dont know what is.

I don’t think I have any tears left

I don’t even sleep because I’m tired any more. I really just do it to pass time. “Pass time until what,” you may ask? And to that I simply shrug my shoulders and roll over back to sleep.


My mom was super anxious about letting people hold me when I was younger, as I was her first-born, so she didn’t let anybody who wasn’t my her, my dad, and my older sister hold me. But my dad liked to travel a lot, so while we were in mexico, and I was a few months old, my mom let a woman hold me while she ate. 

so basically the first person to hold me outside my immediate family was a random lady in Mexico.

M: is it annoying when I speak French?
K: no. Is it annoying when I speak?
M: oui. ;)
K: you bitch…