roses can be red
violets aren’t fucking blue
this is an actual correct poem
bottom line: i’d like to fuck you
|some bitch:||omg you wore that shirt the other day|
|me:||yeah well in my house we have this amazing thing called a washing machine|
One of the best feelings is knowing that you’re wanted. Knowing that someone wants to talk to you, wants to know how you’re doing, wants to se you. Whether they pick up the phone to send you a quick text or stop by your house to catch up, someone or something reminded them of you specifically. It just feels really nice to know that you’ve been on someone’s mind and that they care enough to let you know that.
marry someone who has a different favorite cereal than u so they wont eat all of urs