dear baby

lakota was right. about everything he said that day. i know i didn’t say much, i physically couldn’t even force myself to. but communication is important, and i need to work on it as much as you do, just in different aspects of it😅. i want to know what goes on in your life. i want you to tell me things you’re excited for or sad about or bored of or tired over. and i don’t want you to tell me just because i asked. i just want to know that you want to. i don’t need to know everything but i’ll listen to anything you want to talk about. he was also right with the arm thing. do it. maybe not the boob squish tho... at least not in public :p but like fucking touch me. hold my hand, wrap your arm around my shoulder or waist, stick your hand in my pocket/belt loop. i wont bite... unless you’re fine with it. also can i call you bunny? it’s fitting for you, because you’re fuckin adorable and soft and hoppy and i want to hold you and give you pats and scritches.