Tag: diary

I wish everyone had someone to tell them that they’re beautiful all the time. I never knew how much I wanted to hear that until I heard it— I’ve heard beautiful before, but it’s different when it’s said under these circumstances . I wish that for everybody.

i watched the waves crash against rocks yesterday and instead of the angry ocean I would normally have perceived it as, all I saw was happy water jumping in the air. when i used to hear people in the other room having sex it would piss me off but now i just feel happy for them. when i used to have crushes on people a storm inside my chest would swell bigger and bigger but this is something completely different

I don’t think there’s a more satisfying feeling than when something just fits into your life, easily and comfortably. I spent the night over 4 times in the past week and the whole thing has been a big happy giggling blur

I really hope this lasts a while. Even just how things are right now. Thinking about how he kept wrapping his arm around my waist to pull me closer while we were sleeping last night makes me really happy. Called me cute, sexy, amazing, and none of it felt corny or not genuine. Loves to go down on me. Chemistry is there when we kiss and when we just hangout and it’s so nice. When he woke up to get ready for work at like 5am I just watched him getting ready smiling like a creep (i just couldn’t help it) and he’d stop every now and then to sit on the bed and give me sweet little kisses. This is so. Nice. 

That’s the word I’ve been looking for- inspired. This is the first time I’ve felt inspired in so long. I’ve been chasing whatever will spark it for as long as I can remember and hardly I am successful. It makes sense. I’ve always felt like I had to be inspired first to act, but the reality seems to be that it is in the living which I will then find inspiration in