I’m in my bed right now. Laying down, curled up in a ball. I can hear the heavy rain and the rumbles of thunder. I can’t help but stare up and look at my ceiling. Thinking of how much I miss laying beside someone in my bed. I miss that feeling of sleeping and you wake up for a second and realize you’re cuddled up against someone you love. Even laying on your sides and looking at each other face to face, staring into each other’s eyes. It’s not even about having sex with someone in my bed. I’m lonely and all I want is to cuddle up, hold their hand and sink my head into their chest while they rub my back and kiss my forehead time to time. I’m in my bed right now, and all I want is somebody beside me.
*me coming down stairs*
mom: now that you’re awake, can you clean th-
- me most of the time: people are okay, I guess. like no one is 100% bad.
- me after reading the comments section in any article, ever: this world can only be cleansed with fire.