I want us to make each other better.
when there’s a fire, don’t forget to stop, drop and pop it, lock it, polka dot it, country-fy it and hip-hop it
|mom:||what time did you go to bed last night?|
|me:||that information is confidential|
it’s 2014 why can’t we travel back in time yet to relive that one happy moment or to change the things we would have wanted to do differently
that’s the way it should be.
Maybe a relationship is just two idiots who don’t know a damn thing except the fact that they’re willing to figure it out together.