October 2010
teatimetrouble asked: Thank you for following me, darling.
I don't know you, but you are lovely.
I don't know you, but you are lovely.
when did i turn into such a a fucking pussy?
I WHIP MY HAIR BACK AND FORTH
cheap beer, dank weed
come home
I miss you. I miss sharing beers. I miss your music. I miss hickeys. I miss sleeping in your boxers. I miss arrested development. I miss kissing you and tasting cigar. I miss holding your hand. I miss your backrubs. I miss falling asleep in your arms. I miss your smell. I miss your hugs. I miss your cooking. I miss your car. I miss my boyfriend.
I always want the things I can't have. And I...
true best friends lay with you when you’re crying, make you breakfast in bed, stay with you when you’re having six asthma attacks in a row, rub your back, hold your hand, and then call you to tell you when happened cause you don’t remember any of it.
