Penguins ♡

I want you next to me, in my bed, your clothes making friends with my floor. Love me hard enough so we wake up the neighbors.

He knew why he wanted to kiss her. Because she was beautiful. And before that, because she was kind. And before that, because she was smart and funny. Because she was exactly the right kind of smart and funny. Because he could imagine taking a long trip with her without ever getting bored. Because whenever he saw something new and interesting, or new and ridiculous, he always wondered what she’d have to say about it–how many stars she’d give it and why.

Write her a letter, send her a flower, love only gets old if you let it.

I doubt vodka is the answer but it’s worth a shot

some days I want to escape reality and never return