3 AM is so brutal. You know that feeling, you’re not sad or upset.. you’re just sensitive, you’re vulnerable, all you want is to be held and share someone’s warmth. All I want is to fall asleep with someone, fall asleep knowing I’m someone’s, being safe in someone’s big arms. 3 AM is so rough..
life hack: don’t join tumblr
I love this post because it’s too late for everyone who reblogs it.