i'm your national anthem

all i've done for the past four days is just run around j's house being domestic as all fuck, cleaning and cooking and screaming loud enough for the neighbors to hear when he bends me over the kitchen counter xoxo

selfishxxbastard come make out with me

god i love everything

WAIT

j does this thing where he never actually looks bad ://///

i'm too tired to be witty so i just end up sounding nonsensical and awkward

"sure, honey, we can watch wheel of fortune tonight" "did you pay the mortgage" "load the kids in the minivan we're going grocery shopping at walmart"

laying in bed reading the da vinci code and playing with j's hair while he's asleep next to me. i swear we probably look like an old married couple rn

jetlag is not my friend but on the plus side, it feels really nice to be home and in a familiar bed for the first time in ages