who wants to give up on society and go live in a treehouse with me
do i even have a sense of humour anymore or do i just laugh at badly worded sentences
I may not be complete. I may not be happy. And I may not be perfect.
But I AM alive.
god I’m so in love with you. there’s no one else I’d rather be with. I love when we lay on my bed and you play guitar for me or read me poems in Spanish. god I love you.
IF YOU WANNA BE MY LOVER, YOU GOTTA know how to properly use there, their, and they’re
How I talk:
50% a combination of both.”
if lucifer needs someones consent to enter their body then so do you