Ljubljana, Slovenia. September 2014.
me sexting: tell me how much you love me and how you’ll never leave me
I don’t know if this is too much to ask, but I just want to be held and told that what I’m doing is enough, that I am enough.
A.M// i hope you can understand (via tullipsink)
But still I cannot see, if the savage one is me. How can there be so much that you don’t know?
me when i come home drunk: time to respond to the emails i couldn’t confront sober
darknesstohislight 