I need to pack my kit and do laundry and take my Meds but I don’t want to because I just wanna sit in bed and cry.
Oh hey, don’t take unexpected pictures of me. Definitely not from the side, while I’m talking and then proceed to post them publicly on social media.
Because I had a good day until I came home and remembered that the hate for myself is bigger than the entire state of texas.
THUNDERSTORMS ARE PERFECT OPPORTUNITIES TO CUDDLE.
WHAT IF THE POWER GOES OUT.
LETS MAKE A FORT.
DID LIGHTNING JUST SHOOT THROUGH OUR WINDOW?
LETS MAKE OUT.