whenever i see photo’s like this one i imagine the dumbest things, like this one is like, you’re walking down the street with Ross, maybe going out to eat, doing something on your phone, and you look up briefly in front of you just to make sure you’re not going to walk into anything or anyone, and you see Ross just looking at a car or a person or just something unimportant on the side of the road and it’s such an ordinary, insignificant moment but it just makes you smile because how did you get so lucky to be with him like this and waIT i’m NOT, IM SITTING AT HOME ON MY LAPTOP ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD CRYING OVER A PHOTO ON TUMBLR why do i do this to myself
The loud crash of thunder woke you up, making you sit up quickly. You scrambled to get out of bed, stumbling over your own feet but managing to get out of the door. You run down the hallway to Dave's room and quietly open his door. "Dave?"