I'm so in love

“kiss for your thoughts?” but its me kissing you all over while you tell me everything thats on your mind

whoever decided that being a nerd is a bad thing is sooo stupid. oh? you just rambled about something really smart that i know nothing about? mmm yeah.. yeah im listening. no im not drooling.. ignroe tha.t.

boyfriend who lies on top of me wit his full bodyweight whenever that i ask because the deep pressure helps me through whatevers wrong, especially when that his scent comforts me.

Boyfriend who calls me cheesy pet names and looks at me with love filled eyes fucking when

i was put on this earth to be the gomez to someone’s morticia and by god i’ll do it

i don’t want much. just the warm weight of a boy beside me, his breath against my neck, his hand slipping beneath mine. something soft. something almost. something that feels like a secret kept between two trembling hearts.

Thinking about being a pretty boys favorite weighted blanket. Kissing his adorable stomach. Wrapping my arms around his waist and feeling my entire body relax as he traces my back muscles. Him being my safe haven. My grip tightens and I promise to never let anything happen to my sweet baby, and I sigh contently as I realize this is the only place I can ever truly put my walls down. He’s the only person I don’t have to protect myself from. But I will protect him from everything, and everyone.

Faggot fall almost over and too little to show for it. I need a boy to come over and make hot beverages with me or I start killing people.

i need to become so close to him that we fuse together and my skin is his skin and its thoughts are my thoughts

“Sweetheart” said in the most tired voice imaginable and I am sat with my tail wagging I will do anything and everything for you, holy shit

“i want you” unfortunately you will have to watch all seven of my past hyperfixations if you want to date me