Sometimes I feel silly and dumb for wanting a partner/wanting to fall in love mutually so badly. But I think I'm just a very romantic person. I romanticize everything. To a fault sometimes. I bought a handbound book at an art supplies thrift store in Cincinnati. And I imagined myself decorating it and filling it with love notes and poems for my imaginary partner while I'm traveling the country. I don't know, I just have so much love to give and an active imagination. I fantasize about doing silly things like serenading someone with Janelle Monae's "Make me feel" or dancing in a cute little kitchen with someone in between cooking a meal together. I also know I stand in my own way a lot when it comes to manifesting any of these things in reality. Fantasizing is safer in a lot of ways I guess. Idk idk. #libraseasonthoughts #longbusride https://www.instagram.com/p/BoKMk_RgJPdTQZ3DCDwx8pxx4Xk1Xz8eZF_Erc0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=dnwj2apye5co
