Jenna: Dear Baby, I hope someday somebody wants to hold you for 20 minutes straight and that’s all they do. They don’t pull away. They don’t look at your face. They don’t try to kiss you. All they do is wrap you up in their arms and hold on tight, without an ounce of selfishness to it.

(via gatekeeper)

Totally something I’d eat as a kid. I’d still eat it now LOL.

Sometimes I wonder what it means to grow up. Does that mean we can’t like things we used to like.. does that mean we have to find them childish or silly now?

If growing up means to give up things I like, then I don’t ever want to.