I want a medicine cabinet!!!!!

I’m starting to feel alive again. This can a good thing, right?

Want a bf that reads to me and braids my hair.

There is an emptiness I feel and carry and I think I’ve reached an age in which it’s time and possible to finally face it and make peace with it.

There’s this man I met when I was 21 that I swore up and down I was in love with and wanted to be with forever. Turns out I didn’t love him and he means nothing to me now. BUT, I have two perfumes that instantly take me back to that time of my life and the night we met. They make me feel super young and super in love and super dumb all over again and it’s just kind of, a thrill? I know I’ll never be that in love again, mostly because I am nowhere near so silly to believe in that form of love, but when I smell these perfumes, I go through this weird experience of somehow remembering exactly what it feels like believe in love. For a moment, I relive it all.

It’s really not even about love, but how far less guarded I was at that age. How liberated I was I guess? How fearless I was when it came to the possibility of getting hurt.