As your girlfriend, I will make it my duty to make you turned on at the most inappropriate of times.
re-reading your own writing
I’m trying to figure out when “oh, it’s midnight” turned into “oh, it’s only midnight”
do you ever just “what the fuck is the point” so hard that you stop everything you’re doing and stare and pretty much wonder why you don’t vanish from existence because the level of done you are should pretty much deconstruct your biological makeup
all im interested in right now is laying in bed and kissing a lot