Things That Happen To Catch My Eye

day 1: his fighting style includes flipping around and being dramatic and destroying motorcycles for no reason

Both of them in the same sentence!

please bother me. always. even when you think you are too much, even when you don’t want to bug me with your problems or when you feel I shouldn’t care about what you have to say, bother me. bother me when it’s 3AM and you have to call me 10 times till I wake up and answer you. ask me over late at night to just sit with you and be there so you don’t feel so alone. bother me on your way to class so you can rant about how someone just cut you off and how you’re going to be late. tell me you are stressed, tell me you are worried, when you’re scared, when you’re lonely. send me endless pictures of your dogs and your food, bother me with silly things that made you smile or what stupid thoughts keep you up at night. bother me to be there for you, bother me to show you I care, because I can promise you I’m never bothered.

WITH THE STRENGTH OF TEN CRACKHEADS I PROMISE ILL KILL YOU