I read an article the other day that said, “if you drink every day you are an alcoholic.” Thank god I only drink every night
You’ve got my heart. And you damn well know it.
have you ever heard a song, but not payed attention to it? its good but you didn’t actually listen you just heard it. but then you hear it but you pay attention to it, all the aspects of it. you’re actually hearing it for real and you realize it’s more than just good, it’s great, amazing even.
I’ve recently decided to freeze myself to -273℃. My friends think I’ll die, but I’ll be 0K.
You said, “we can still be friends,”
and I replied, “I am not going to kiss my friends
Because I have walked down that path before,
and it was tragic.”
How do you become “just friends”
with someone who always find their hands in yours?
Does “just friends” mean
knowing how each other taste?
Because last time I checked,
that’s not what friends do.
I can’t be friends with someone
I look at and want so much more.
I am not going to be friends with someone
I want to lie on the couch with
and cuddle with,
even when I hate cuddling.
I can’t be just friends with someone
my heart aches for and
gives me butterflies in my bloodstream.
There is no way we can be friends.
No matter how much it kills me,
I’d rather be nothing than be “friends.”