Most days of the year are unremarkable. They begin and they end with no lasting memory made in between. Most days have no impact on the course of a life.
I’ll bet you’d look adorable grasping at the sheets on my bed
no matter how many times u compliment me im not making ur bed
this has to be one of the best responses I’ve gotten to this text post
I’ll try anything once, twice if I like it, three times to make sure.