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.