I love you.

Love isn’t about
   fucking each other
at any opportunity.

It also isn’t about
  how many months
or years
  that you’ve been together.

To me,
  love is about 
being able to see light
  inside of the person
who knows nothing
   but darkness.

why is it that

every time i find a really awesome person they end up moving back home or far away somewhere? Sucks. Dear girls in southern california, if you like pizza, good music, don’t party too often, and understand that people have responsibilities to attend to, lets hangout.