I just want to kiss you until you’re not sad anymore, and I know I can’t because that would take an infinite amount of kisses, but my God I would try.
It’s sleepover Friday send me asks:
- tell me about your crush/tumblr crush
- sexuality/gender shit
- reverse TMI’s
- tell me why you followed me
- tell me something you like/dislike about me
Hugging shorter people and resting your head on theirs
Hugging taller people and having your head against their chest
Hugging people your height and pressing your face against their shoulder
Hugging people and getting picked up by them
Not having people to hug
Giving a hug that comes off as weird
This post describes me in every way
bray wyatt has mad mic skills but why he gotta dress like a brony
On a daily basis, I consume enough drugs to sedate Manhattan, Long Island, and Queens. For a month.
It’s all about the game and how you play it.
I will never stop losing my breath every time I see you looking back at me.
I don’t know why I’m joking; actually, I feel miserable.
Page 1 of 356