am i the only person above the age of 12 with a twin size bed?

all i want to do is sit around and laugh with you. i want to cuddle up, with my head on your chest and remind you how great you are, and how great you’ve made me feel. i feel prettier. i feel like i’m actually wanted. i feel like it’s genuine for once. it’s never been this easy. there’s always been a friction, but not anymore. someone actually appreciates me. and i actually want them to be around. i forgot what that felt like. i forgot what it felt like to want to tell the world. i have a boyfriend. 

i don’t think i’ve ever held someone and felt completely safe. there’s always been that suspicion in the back of my mind telling me that i’m missing something. whatever i was paying for in the past 3 years is made up by what i’m experiencing right now. when i’m just lying in bed, hearing the familiar voice that has always given me comfort, i couldn’t be any fucking happier. it feels so new but familiar at the same time, i think it’s safe to say that it was my place all along. i finally want to put everything i have into something. i don’t have to worry anymore. i’m unavailable. i am spoken for. i can say that i get all i need from one person, and give all that i have to give to that one as well. i made all of my mistakes and learned from every single one of them. after all the trials and errors, i know what to do. i don’t want anything else. i didn’t think i’d say this for a long time, but i am falling in love. i don’t want to use any long term words and jinx it, but i hope this stays around for a looong time. 

i just made amends with one of my oldest friends. i don’t know why i was mad in the first place. god damn, i haven’t been this happy in a while. i can’t wait until tomorrow.