i’ve just gotten new autumn candles and vhs tapes of horror movies, it’s a real shame there isn’t a beautiful boy with curly red hair and soft freckled skin beside me to enjoy the scent of “autumn flannels” and to hear the same cliche feminine scream before the killer kills the girl.
Lazy afternoons spent lying in bed together. Sheets completely disarranged as sunshine peeks through the blinds. Grasping at one another, and insisting that this moment will last forever. Gracing one another with slovenly kisses despite being only partially conscious.