I skinned my knees on love affairs and sharp turns. I craved the adventure and felt sad when I reflected on the stains it left on my fingertips. I didn’t claw for anything, until I met him and then I learned what it felt like to try to hold on to something that was out of touch and just short of my grip. I felt an uncomfortable desperation when I realized that something was unattainable. You can’t make them love you. You can’t make them stay.
no but what pisses me off is when parents dont let boys and girls hang out as friends like especially when it comes to sleepovers
like no i dont want his dick in me i want to sit on my floor and throw board game pieces at him when i lose
finally someone said it