Work was slow #bored (Taken with instagram)
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I need funny Tumblrs to follow.
Ready…go!
"Well it sucks to be honest, and it hurts to be real. But it’s nice to make some love that I can finally feel. Hard times let me be."
— John Mayer, “Shadow Days”
Nothing about this is normal.
And I’m loving every minute of it.
He calls me beautiful and I feel like it’s true. He would rather lay in bed cuddling with me than go to a midnight release of a video game. He is stupidly cute all the time. He offers to buy me things just because I want them and gets mad when I don’t let him. He appreciates little things like when I kiss his fingers or lay my head on his shoulder. He looks me in the eyes and tells me I’m wrong when I complain about my body. He asks me what he did to deserve me, and I am wondering the same thing. How did I get so lucky?
(Source: copperbooom)
The major difference
Between my best friend and I is the way we approach our relationships. While she keeps her heart in a locked titanium box, guarded by hellhounds and she’s fed the key to a yeti…I keep mine gift wrapped.
