How am I supposed to sleep when there is a fucking boat in the goddamn ocean carrying paramore and tegan and sara like what the fuck how am I even supposed to function right now
the best part about being a girl is kissing other girls
It is you. It is fucking you. I cannot describe it anymore, it is you. You are the only one that I will ever want. I belong with you. You are my home. I look at you, and somehow I can see 50 years from now on the front porch of some old house in the middle of nowhere and we’re together. I need you. You are the only thing that matters. You are my good.
greeting your relatives