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.
*sees my son playing basketball with his friends* *brings everyone fresh lemonade and cookies while wearing booty shorts a crop top and wedges*
now i’ve got you in my space
i won’t let go of you
got you shackled in my embrace
i’m latching on to you
I love bringing joy and happiness to people because it makes me happy for them because I can never be that happy.
Don’t tell me it’s just a phase, I’ve been sad for 3 fucking years. This isn’t just a phase