February 2012
its okay
its okay. its okay. its okay.
I suck at texting unless:
i-dream-of-reality:
I am in a relationship with you
You are cute
I need something
Me and you are close as fuck
I want you in my bed
anchor-me-away:
Eyes On You- Automatic...
one half of tumblr: “i just wanna cuddle under a blanket and eat soup and watch movies all day with you and maybe kiss your cheek and stare into your eyes and hold your hand and tell you i love you”
other half of tumblr: “unf i want to take all of your clothes off with my mouth then ram you against the wall and pin your arms up and then just fuck the shit out of you”
dear tumblr gods
please let today be the day my girlfriend checks my tumblr on the way home from work and BUYS ME LOADS OF CHOCOLATE.
