i'm terrified of you
this smile is so strange on my face
because its a real smile, and not one i had become so used to faking.
stupid girly shit.
i dont know how this happened but it did. somewhere between the days of melted popsicles, bike rides, sand, and salt water i’ve fallen back into a familiar feeling that i was trying to avoid. that fluttering feeling in the pit of my stomach that tingles my spine and rattles my brain into this irrational state of mind. it makes me smile with a text, or a glance in my direction. it makes my...