they should invent a someone that will love me if they never see me again and will love me if they see me every Tuesday
𝙰𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝟼, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
[ID: I am more broken down than recovered. END ID]
Source: crimsonkismet
The purest form of love is consideration. When someone thinks about how things would make you feel. Pays attention to detail. Holds you in regard when making decisions that could affect you. In any bond, how much they care about you can be found in how much they consider you
Anonymous asked:
you ever been milked big time?
I was the only almond at Silk for 5 years
what if gatsby was a mushroom and he called people “old spore” instead
