fall aesthetic:one titty outburgundy lipsa glass of wine in one hand
mom: i’ll be home soon, i hope you set the meat out to thaw.
I literally crave affection. It’s not about sex. I crave somebody to cuddle with me, and to lay their head on my lap. I crave kisses, holding hands and running my thumb across theirs. Just looking at someone and thinking “how did I get this lucky”.