where did you come from?
i could kiss him for hours, too. i could.
i made him a pudding pie, which happened to be his favorite. added peanut butter & milk chocolate kisses and blew his mind. the face was priceless and downright darling. "that's it, i'm saving up to buy an engagement ring." "it's not important, i don't even like to wear rings, anyway." that face that followed that was priceless, too. so much, in fact, that it almost made you wonder if, in that moment, he really meant it. oh, life. oh, dear boy. my pie paired with his mother leaving him a voicemail saying she loved him is what made him deem this "the best birthday ever." truly glad to help. also, could that be any more adorable? doubtful.
i mean, christ, he makes me want to bake him things. what is that? crazy, that's what.
of course, him secretly sharing his drugs with me tugged at my fucked up little heart strings. would you expect any less (more)?
you'll never see this, but happy birthday, you. happy birthday.
i made him a pudding pie, which happened to be his favorite. added peanut butter & milk chocolate kisses and blew his mind. the face was priceless and downright darling. "that's it, i'm saving up to buy an engagement ring." "it's not important, i don't even like to wear rings, anyway." that face that followed that was priceless, too. so much, in fact, that it almost made you wonder if, in that moment, he really meant it. oh, life. oh, dear boy. my pie paired with his mother leaving him a voicemail saying she loved him is what made him deem this "the best birthday ever." truly glad to help. also, could that be any more adorable? doubtful.
i mean, christ, he makes me want to bake him things. what is that? crazy, that's what.
of course, him secretly sharing his drugs with me tugged at my fucked up little heart strings. would you expect any less (more)?
you'll never see this, but happy birthday, you. happy birthday.