i'm a sucker for that feeling
“you’re so lucky to have him”

just had a really nice conversation with my mom in the car on my way home from work :) i hear everyday how lucky i am to have my boyfriend. and just how much he cares about me.. how is this even real and how did i get this lucky or even deserve someone as perfect?

home for good

it’s an amazing feeling when you visit an old friend who’s been away for awhile. we were inseparable 3 summers ago, but every time he comes back from juvie, it’s like everything resumes. our friendship is pretty strong :) tonight was great

hate is a strong word

hate is a strong word

always

always