Going to go annoy Joe until he stops playing Zelda.
I’m going to get some cuddles right NOW.
Tell me what your worst fears are. I bet they look a lot like mine. Tell me what you think about when you can’t fall asleep at night. Tell me that you’re struggling. Tell me that you’re scared. No, tell me that you’re terrified of life. Tell me that it’s difficult to not think of death sometimes. Tell me how you lost. Tell me how he left. Tell me how she left. Tell me how you lost everything that you had. Tell me that it ain’t ever coming back. Tell me about God. Tell me about love. Tell me that it’s all of the above.
when people say “this doesnt fit on my blog but im reblogging it anyway because i have a heart”
you saint
thank you so much for coming down from your heavenly throne and walking amongst us commoners
Anything at all.
Or tell me how you feel about me.
Do it, or I’ll cry. You don’t want me to cry, do you?
