you better let somebody love you

[silversparkl]

What I love:

black lace

when people dance to the music of their cell before answering it

pet names like baby and sugarplum

having to pause my conversations with Kelse whenever a plane takes off in her back yard

autumn colors, crisp air, pies and spices

old horror films

my stack of letters from jeremy, tied up with blue ribbon

being winked at

anything related to halloween

being happy. i'm pretty damn happy for no apparent reason. hell yes