I want to be held and cuddled. I want little kisses on my forehead and nose. I want good morning texts and goodnight texts and all the cute shit I claim to hate. I don’t know if it’s because winters coming but holy shit I finally want to be in a vomited relationship. I want a boyfriend and I want to be with just one person for the first time in three years.
At the end of the day it’s the little things. (via offtheocean)