I want you in every way possible. I want you when you’re sick, I want you when you’re sad, and I want you when you’re happy. I want you in the morning and at night. I want you when I make breakfast. I want your hands in mine. I want you in my arms and next to me in bed. I want your lips against mine. I want to watch movies with you and build forts. I want to lay on the hood of the car under the stars. I want to spend holidays with you. I want you, and only you.
o yea the 90s. the 90s were great. fuckin sick. raw as hell. learning how to speak. crying for no reason. shitting in my diaper
"hold your horses" my friend says, i immediately begin gathering my horses, but theres too many. my horses are everywhere. they’re running. my horses are going, they’re going… they’re gone. i can no longer hold my horses.