My
future spouse should know:
-I live in books
-I have a billion notebooks, but only use a handful of them.
-I will get excited if a song I like comes on the radio.
-I take horrendously long showers.
-I don't cry much, but when I do, it's at my lowest.
-A hug can go a long way.
-I'm as loyal as they get.
-I get very uncomfortable around too many people.
-I drink coffee all the time.
-I check my watch a lot so I have something to do, not because I have somewhere to be.
-I love surprises.
-I love when people leave little random notes for me. (Post-its, inside covers of books, ect.)
-There isn't a single day that I won't listen to the things on your mind.
-I get through most days by thinking "It'll pass. We'll figure it out."
-I live in books
-I have a billion notebooks, but only use a handful of them.
-I will get excited if a song I like comes on the radio.
-I take horrendously long showers.
-I don't cry much, but when I do, it's at my lowest.
-A hug can go a long way.
-I'm as loyal as they get.
-I get very uncomfortable around too many people.
-I drink coffee all the time.
-I check my watch a lot so I have something to do, not because I have somewhere to be.
-I love surprises.
-I love when people leave little random notes for me. (Post-its, inside covers of books, ect.)
-There isn't a single day that I won't listen to the things on your mind.
-I get through most days by thinking "It'll pass. We'll figure it out."
I can literally sit and think myself into a bad mood...
You're gone and I don't blame you one single
bit.
When you accidentally misquote someone and don't even
realize it until after you've posted the quote :P
Late night reading
Me: It's getting pretty late. I should probably go to
bed.
Book: But there's only a little over a hudred pages
left...
Me Can't argue with that. Let's do this.
I've
never
wanted
something
so much,
like
how
I want
you.
“When someone’s been gone a long time, at first you save up all the things you want to tell them. You try to keep track of everything in your head. But it’s like trying to hold on to a fistful of sand: all the little bits slip out of your hands, and then you’re just clutching air and grit.”
— Jenny Han, To
All the Boys I’ve Loved Before
*eagerly has something to say to
friend*
*greets them*
*forgets what I was going to say*
Shlt.
*greets them*
*forgets what I was going to say*
Shlt.
