I want to be held.
I want to be touched.
I want to be kissed.
I want you to want me.” – only me… (via paooo-la)
In first grade I wanted to grow up to be a bird and one day I remember my neck and arms being covered in little red bumps and I thought the transformation was beginning and I ran to my teacher crying saying I wasn’t ready to become a bird yet and it turned out I was just allergic to yogurt and I wasn’t turning into a bird at all
When the teacher calls you up to the board and you know the answer