You ever just look at someone and think, holy fuck how did I get so lucky, what did I do to deserve YOU?
You ever just look at someone and think, holy fuck how did I get so lucky, what did I do to deserve YOU?
i like hearing about your day and about your music and about what makes you happy and about what makes you sad. i like seeing your face and how it lights up when you get excited about things and how happy you look. and i love hearing you talk about the things you’re passionate about. i’m just really happy you exist.
i am not the same person at 8am and 8pm
i am not a person at 8am






um excuse me you shouldn’t be paying attention to anyone else

tbh I need a bottle of wine, and a deep conversation the whole night long with sleepy, morning sex at sunrise
A birth certificate is basically just a receipt for a baby
honey you’re getting caught up in things that don’t matter, take a break.