And debauchee of dew,
Reeling, through endless summer days,
From inns of molten blue.
if you cant handle me at my worst then leave because i dont have a best im always awful
i wish i had friends i could just call up at like 2am and be like “lets chill or go for a walk” and they would do it
how dare this younger generation enjoy casual hookups and temporary dating…back in my day we got married to our first crushes when we were 18 and ended up unhappy by the time we were 40