I’ve been laughing for five minutes straight at this stupid video of a flying squirrel, I do believe this counts as deep depression.
How do you tell one
How much you adore them
That you constantly dream of only them
And kissing their lips every day, every morning
Or that their voice is the only sound that soothes you.
The only warmth you ever want to feel and body you want to comfort
The only soul you’d do anything for when asked upon any chore or favor.
How do you tell the one you can see a future with, that you love them, though you two live planets apart and in different millenniums.
impossibile non rebloggare, aiuto
you don’t really see enough of this.
I think you’re cute
cute as in I wanna hear what you sound like while experiencing an orgasm
There will always be a soft spot in my heart for guys that actually call me by my name and a nice warm place in hell for those that refer to me as babe.