shout out to people who help me with really simple things because I’m an idiot
I love sunglasses, am I looking at that tree? Am I staring at your dick? Who knows!
tumblr gets a lot more fun when you stop taking your blog and notes and followers so seriously and you just do what you want and not care if people dont like it
It’s you. It’ll be you when you piss me off and make me want to scream until my throat is sore. It’ll be you when I’m drunk and don’t remember where I am. It’ll be you when I’m 80 and my hair is gray. It is always going to be you. You are it for me. You are the one. You are the only one.