seventeen july
nine : forty-seven p.m.

i have been disappointing myself all day. it used to be so easy.

i am always hoping for something.

and you. i (still) can't stop thinking about you, and i hate it. i hate that i say i want polygamy but you are just so new fascinating beautiful that i don't want there to be any options but you.




listen : "it's new to me" by the van pelt