- her: come over
- me: i can't my dog just fell asleep on my lap
- her: my parents aren't home
- me: he is ASLEEP
my bike, before and after
Do you ever get the feeling that your guardian angel is drunk? He’s just like,”Oh fuck oh fucking fuck, I’m here man, sorry I’m late”
I was half in love with her by the time we sat down. That’s the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty, even if they’re not much to look at, or even if they’re sort of stupid, you fall half in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are. Girls. Jesus Christ. They can drive you crazy. They really can.
Moved in, one picture hung, and ready for the next year.