While I study for my bio midterm, my house-boyfriend is spending his evening making me dinner, taking out the trash, cleaning the kitchen, and vacuuming while wearing a very cute apron. He also just made me green tea and put it in my TARDIS mug whilst simultaneously busy carmelizing onions for the vegan In-N-Out we will be having for dinner (for the second night in a row because it was fucking amazing).
I could get used to this.
I would do it,
even especially if we never shared the pictures with anyone. I want to go everywhere with you.
I’m too much of a femme for my own good. I need all of the pretty things in every pastel color.
I second that motion