talk dirty to me
every time i get the chance to think about my opinion on my life i get this warm fuzzy feeling. because for once i wouldn’t change a thing about it. except..maybe your happiness. if it were up to me and i was writing the storyline to my life i would make you so happy, and not have to go through as much as you do :/
but i can’t get over how lucky i am.
everytime you pull me in close and tell me i’m beautiful, myy heart literaly skips the beat and i wonder “is this what it’s like to be in love?” surely i’ve loved before. plenty. i love and i love and i love. but to be in love.?
i’m not sure.
that stuff must take more then a few months, but i mean i don’t know what to call this feeling.
i thought i’d be able to describe perfectly everything i love about the person i fell for when i pictured myself like this in the past, but quite honestly i can’t do or say anything but try to hold your face as close as possible to mine, and stare into your big beautiful blue eyes that just melt me.
you’re so amazing.. i just wish you knew how much i want to make you smile.
If someone tells you to listen to a song, listen to it. It may be the worst song you have ever heard but they wanted to share it with you. That is really special. If it makes them feel a certain way and they are so adamant about you hearing it, take 5 minutes to hear it. It shows a lot about someone.
A Maldives beach awash in bioluminescent Phytoplankton looks like an ocean of stars