you know you’re scared of your mother when…

you’re making a list of “safe lunch conversation topics” for when you dine with her in half an hour

and there are really only three things you know you can safely talk about

and they all are primarily about other people

but definitely not your boyfriend

there is something absolutely terrifying about lying in the dark, wrapped in your lover’s embrace, and knowing that despite the warmth of skin on skin you will never, ever truly know them.

TMI (Seriously)

That awesome moment when you say “fuuuuuck me” in response to something that frustrates you and your significant other is sitting next to me and says “okay” and you’re totally okay with this.