I am Morgan, I am 17 years young. Take me to a place where we can listen to Paper Ships, look at the stars illuminated in the night sky, and kiss.
I have yet to find what is tangible in my life. I have yet to travel and taste the world. I have yet to live.
I have yet to find a place I am able to call my home, where my bed is, where my cat is, and where you are waiting for me.
We could be gay together. I’d be cool with that. Or not I guess, I mean, only if yu’re into that and you suggest it.