Milk in cookie cup.
Marrying young is not the end of my freedom. It means I want to travel and see the world, but with her by my side. It means I still like drinking in bars and dancing in clubs, but stumbling home with her at 2am and eating pizza in our underwear. It means I know that I want to kiss those lips every morning, and every night before bed. If you see marriage as the end of your ‘freedom’, you’re doing it wrong.
Nothing is more soul crushing than thinking about the fact that the 9/11 search and rescue dogs were getting depressed when they couldn’t find any living people in the rubble. They thought that it was all their fault somehow and were getting sad. So other search and rescue workers had to hide in the rubble to give the doggies a “successful find” to keep their spirits up.
I want that slow sex. Where we’re in bed and I’m half asleep and you kiss my neck and back and you slide off my clothes slowly, waking me up with your lips on mine…….
man i wish homophobic people were actually AFRAID of gay people like could you imagine having the power to strike fear in peoples hearts with your homo
"If I do not have one trazillion dollars on my doorstep by noon tomorrow, I swear I will KISS THIS WOMAN on the MOUTH in front of your children.”
I have this weird theory that some people are drawn to each other because their atoms were near each other when the universe was created and over time the same atoms keep coming back together
DID YOU JUST SCIENTIFICALLY EXPLAIN SOUL MATES?!