she says, “you always smell like cigarettes, and there’s always whiskey on your breath, but you’re the best that i can do, and i think i love you.” / now if you want me to slow down / just tell me to slow down / because i want to be loved / she says, “you don’t love me you just love sex, but i can’t wait around for something better than this, because you’re the best that i can do, and i wish i could leave you”
dying in cambridge.
feelin’ Channel Orange
welcome to the secular age.
wishing I was 100% british/10.
finna find that someone who’s good at sex.
I am feeling especially self-destructive on this night.