I got sent home early from work bc they were overstaffed so now I get to lie out in the sun 8)
I’m finishing my garden later on bc it really needs to be finished and I’ve been a little lazy and haven’t done much work on it
"The heart is extremely fertile soil. Whatever is planted there, good or bad, will take root and grow."
What’s worse? A preachy vegan or a factory farm that systematically brutalizes more than a million animals a year?
I’d like to take a trip back to last summer when we started to really get to know one another.
I want to relive the nights where we stayed up so late texting, asking everything but the one question we were both dying to know: do you like me?
I want to go back and admire your bravery when you told me you did, and I want to go back and experience wanting to be with you, too, even if long distance scared me.
I wanna relive all the struggle. I wanna relive you moving and going to college and watching you open up and blossom. I want to see you again, painting and coloring yourself with the pride of your spirit, beautiful and electric.
I wanna go back and wait in the airport as I nervously rub my hands together. I want to see you again for the first time and feel your embrace.
I want to remember what it feels like to miss you. I want to remember what those lonely nights felt like. I want to cry again because I’ve lost all my tears. I want to feel again.
I want to go back and feel the warmth of your skin. I want to feel our virgin bodies illuminate again as we explore each others’ anatomy and chemistry. I want to run my fingers through your hair and kiss you just below your navel.
I want to go back and experience it all. I want to fly to you and fall in love with every piece of you, only for you to break my heart in two weeks. I want to be ripped apart. I want to feel helpless.
Anything’s better than this.
Although I often complain about living here, I am truly grateful for many things. Our gorgeous backyard is one of those things.
#me
(Source: antiartpop)