concept: me, 10 years from now, living in a pretty house with my love, sipping a hot cappuccino on a rainy autumn afternoon. our dog curls up next to me in the window bench while our cat snoozes on the bed. i’m financially stable and i’m never tired anymore. the bees are safe.
my life is basically just a constant cycle of finally getting past the thing i was stressing about and then immediately finding something else to stress me out even if it isn’t happening for another 4 months
I drink water but i still be eating what im not supposed to im fake healthy
morning sex is the best sex because you can’t hide behind anything. your hair probably looks like shit, your makeup is smeared, morning breath, I’m sure you drooled at some point in the night….. but someone still wants to kiss your lips and in between your thighs and touch your unshowered, no longer freshly shaven skin. like, if you can be comfortable enough with someone to let them do that, then that’s way cool and that’s why morning sex is the best