My Alone Feels So Good, I’ll Only Have You If You’re Sweeter Than My Solitude.

Drunk text me. Let me know that when you’re at your most vulnerable, I’m the one on your mind. Call me at three in the morning when you’ve had a nightmare. I’ll come running to hold you. Show up at my door, no flowers, no gifts, and when I ask you why, tell me that you just wanted to see me. Hold my hand. Kiss my nose. Dance with me in the middle of the street. Tell me how much I matter to you, and when I roll my eyes, tell me again. Write me a letter. Sing me a song. Cuddle with me. Please, I just want to know how you feel.

Excerpt from a book I’ll never write

I was too busy trying to fit an antonym into a definition, that I forgot the true meaning of life

misunderstood (via what-she-writes)

Guess what?! I just invented a new word!

Plagiarism

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S2017-04-27-0729ut_IrRGB-EMr by Efrain Morales Via Flickr: Saturn - Moon Tethys (small dot top) on April 27th, 07:29ut. During Cassini “Call Home” time period transmission that started at 07:01ut.