I just want to be accepted and not just accepted like you’ll talk to me a little but accepted like you’ll ask me to hang out and go places and do stuff like a friend. I wonder what that’s like. I don’t remember really. Hmm…. -_-
I no longer wish to be loved childishly. I want to be loved with the strength and charm of maturity. I don’t want to be smothered by the fear of jealousy and insecurities. I don’t want a relationship based solely upon shutting the world out and locking each other in. I want to be somewhere where I can breathe. Where, even in the midst of a million people with a million heartbeats surrounding me, I can still know the sound or even play the tune, or nod my head to the rhythm of the one I call “home.” I want to call you home.
I wouldn’t usually do this but im open to making a new friend right now.
someone who can put up with my shit and be there for me and wont get bored of me
And isn’t some sleezy creeper.
I’ll do the same for you ?
Hit up my ask maybe?