Whiskey and country music. I’d give anything to be driving through the mountains with you in the middle of the night to Rock Creek. Windows down. Holding hands. Nothing but the stars and trees in sight. Falling asleep only to jolt awake and stare at you. I still remember the feel of your skin and your lips. I still remember us.
my god you are hot as hell marry me
one of the worst things about becoming educated on social issues is when people are like ‘you used to have a sense of humor’
no i used to have internalized prejudices which i’ve worked really hard to overcome and i realize now that your jokes are shitty
Gluten free waffles, fresh flowers, shot day, picked up a second job, it’s a good day.