Friday, January 20, 2012


From the moment I got to know you It started.
you know what I mean,
the 'crush'
'taking a fancy'

I just fucking love you okay

I want to pull you into my lap and lean on your back
I want to be the one who gets to make you happy, someday, I keep telling you this.
"By the end of next year, I swear"
I love it when you're happy
God, I love it when you are happy.
I really really do.