we will cut maps to fit us.
the other night i came home to a bouquet of roses, bath salts, bubble bath, next to white & coral rose petals in the shape of a heart on my bed. it was at the moment i realized i had forgotten what it was like to be loved. that loss of feeling is something i don’t think i would even wish upon my worst enemy. i’ve had my priorities all messed up for awhile now, but i think...