Today w/ @patmaus
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 WANT A TON OF SWEATERS AND A GRILLED CHEESE AND MAYBE A BOYFRIEND
— Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle (via gettingahealthybody)
— (via cexjay)
I know its a little early but
Jingle Bell Rock w/ my mom
Where are the dudes that give shits?
Even if he did text you, he wouldn’t text you again when you texted him back. (Some wisdom from a good friend.)