My b is home
He turned up at my doorstep at 3.18am this morning. In my half asleep state, I answered the phone call. The ringtone is familiar so I picked it up, half-thinking "it's my b!" yet not registering that he's really back. I couldn't recognize his voice straight away coz I wasn't sure what's happening. While I still had a foot in dreamland where I was a vampire and chasing something halfway, I walked to open the door.
He stood there holding out a potted plant and said, "happy anniversary!". kns, he beat me to it again.
(e irritating SSM is super noisy, shuddup bitch)
He's the sweetest bf i've ever ever ever had.
He stood there holding out a potted plant and said, "happy anniversary!". kns, he beat me to it again.
(e irritating SSM is super noisy, shuddup bitch)
He's the sweetest bf i've ever ever ever had.