what we do.

[psuedo_darling]

been spending hours upon hours in his arms.  in his car.  in his bed.  his shower.  we make kissy faces across the room.  tickle fights.  love bites.  we pet magical fantasy animals in the stark white of the solarium.  smoke more pot than humanly possible out of the lisa frank piece.  tomorrow = a 2 gram pre-rolled cyclone with our names on it.  we lay naked together on a sea of red and stare up into the skylight.  he washes my hair while we shower. kisses me without brushed teeth and doesn't think twice about it.  he loves me.  he loves me forever and ever and ever, but no more than that because anymore 'evers' would just be overdoing it.  he loves me for eternity.  he jokes that one payday he is just going to show up with a rock and make me his wife.  it is yes.  it is yes, yes, yes.  anything more would be overkill.

the entire world is falling down in ruin.  besides my baby, he is my happy thought.  my husband one day.  my everything.