Just be fucking honest about how you feel about people while you’re alive.
now i remember why i hate being attached to people: i start caring about them more than i care about myself
But with her, I didn’t glance around to see who was staring before I kissed her and held her in my arms. I simply did it. Because it didn’t matter who was looking, for the first time in my life I didn’t care. And that’s how I know she is different.
― (via aietala)