even though we’ve got ourselves convinced that we’re the world. but at least your lips are against mine. and you don’t always feel it at first, but when you feel it oh god you feel it. and liquor seems like a good idea until it’s not. and you’ll get better at feeling sorry for yourself and bandaging cuts. and you’ll get better at finding the stars under your skin, and learning to breathe again. and you’ll lose your f*cking mind but you’ll find it. again, and again, and again. and I’m terrified of growing up, and leaving behind chapped lips and peach tasting kisses and fireworks and headaches and eyes filled with oceans pouring down your face and flooding your mouth, but I would go anywhere with you." " />