savvy.

Bandanas.

I remember the first time Justin came to visit me in DC. We started going out about a month prior, and I was nervous as fuck to see him. However. I can still feel that first hug we shared in the bus terminal. I think I’m still holding on to those feelings. Hoping they’ll come back or wake up…something.

I have those same nervous feelings again. It a mix of adrenaline and endorphins and I swear they hold bottle that shit up and sell it. Fuck fuck fuck. :)