A sailor shares a kiss with his girl. NYC, 1945 © Phil Greitzer
The Naked And Famous || Young Blood [Renholder Remix]
We lie beneath the stars at night
Our hands gripping each other tight
You keep my secrets hope to die
Promises, swear them to the sky
I don’t think I’ve ever connected with someone as much as I connected with this guy tonight. It’s so refreshing to have met someone who knows what it’s like to go through all the shit I went through.
I’m shocked this is happening. Is this actually happening? I need to pinch myself to make sure this is real. This is so much more than butterflies. This is like full on I feel connected to this person like no one else before. Shit lol.