I Keep Touching Your Fire As If This Time It Won’t Burn
It’s always the same burn, the same let down and the same feeling of insanity because nothing ever changes. Yet I still expect a different result every time I start lingering back to you.
It’s always the same burn, the same let down and the same feeling of insanity because nothing ever changes. Yet I still expect a different result every time I start lingering back to you.
I want to continue to explore all those old dirt roads we know a little too well from when we were just kids. I still want to go sneak off there during the day with you when we want to get away.
I’m good with living a normal, low-key, kind of lifestyle. I’m good with having fun and fucking up. I’m good with learning from my mistakes, or doing it better next time around to not get caught.
The coffee is much, much better. They think our coffee is absolutely disgusting in America because in Australia black coffee isn’t even a thing.
Not many girls want you to start feeling them up the first couple times you meet, have a little more respect than that. Once you push before she’s ready it’s an instant turn off no matter how she was feeling about you before.
There is no place like a college town bar with dirt-cheap drink specials.
She texted me the morning of her date when she was ready for me to pick her up to go to the café. I don’t know why, but I had more anxiety over the going than she did.
Realizing you have fewer things to do than you thought
You can’t be bothered to do anything other than lay in the sand and soak up the sun with no interruptions other than someone offering you another drink.
Anuptaphobia
(n.) the fear of staying single