What the fuck is it about him…literally no matter how long it’s been every time we talk I feel butterflies and day dream about the next time I get to see him and fuck him
cancers are sweet and disarming in appearance, its really like you just want to crawl into their lap and let them hold you. they are maternal and sympathetic people who try extremely hard to get out of their ‘down’ moods. sometimes they just want to be alone so they can’t hurt anybody
Sometimes love just isn’t enough. And that’s the biggest lesson of all.