I love this feeling.
let’s spend our week nights eating cereal on the floor
when there is a perfectly fine table behind us.
we can go to the movies and sit in the back row
just to make out like kids falling in love for the first time.
we’ll paint the rooms of our house
and get more paint on us than the walls.
we can hold hands and go to parties we end up
ditching to drink wine out of the bottle in the bathtub.
and slow dance with me in our bedroom
with an unmade bed and candles on the nightstand.
let me love you forever.
— Unknown (via perfect)
I’d just like to take a moment to express how fucking perfect this is.. And spot on might I add.
I’ve been trying to find words to explain the sadness.
If this was any more accurate it’d be written by me
This took the words right out of my mouth.
this is exaclty how I feel
thank you know i finally found words to fucking describe whats going on
This is really great
Wow this is perfect
me in one poem
This is exactly how i feel
okay so i was watching the suite life of zack and cody episode where they make a commercial and i decided to call the Tipton’s number
and it’s a fucking sex chatline.
i don’t believe you, I’m going to call it
sometimes I forget that Americans have to pay for university upfront like what the fuck is that are u guys ok
No we’re not okay.
We’re not okay at all.