You are the ice pack on my head when it’s a million degrees out. You are the food that I forgot that I had in the fridge. You are cold and you live in my kitchen.
Things may not always be perfect but I have awesome friends and this hella cool boy and they all really care about me, and now I’m just trying to care about me too. I need to take better care of myself because I deserve a good night of sleep, a shower and breakfast before work, and time to relax.
Studies show that I am exponentially more approachable when in the company of thoselonelyeyes