everything is truly lovely,
it truly is.
but fuck.
i just want someone to kiss my face, maybe make me some tea, and tell me everything is going to be alright.
it’s always the same thing.
my desires hardly change, i just suppress them for awhile.
i can’t really say i enjoy the time i spend with anyone anymore.
i want to be taken care of for once, and maybe feel special. maybe even feel loved.
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