There’s that time right before the sun rises when the sprinklers go off—and you think to yourself, “Alright, most of tomorrow is going to be a nap.” if you’re still up.
I’d rather have you than blankets.
All my mgs4 data got deleted on my dads ps3. Back to square one…
I would give up all my birthday presents to have you here for my birthday.
Today I learned that minecraft is incredibly addictive. How and why did I play for that many hours straight?
My bed feels empty tonight.
Thoughts for today:
Feminists don’t bother me, only overbearing feminists.
I need a cushy sharper image massage chair with the calf massager. That shit feels fucking great.
