The girl’s eyes are red from weeping.

I seem to be in a sticky pickle.

One way or another, I’ll be miserable.

Miserable with, miserable without.

I seem to be in a sticky pickle.

This will serve as witness

This will serve as witness
K:
i guess we'll just have to really race this time
K:
would you like to raise the stakes?
K:
:3
S:
sure
K:
what do you think?
K:
5 massive glomps?
S:
i guess that's reasonable.
K:
it doesnt seem enough...
K:
piggyback through the entire park?
K:
ok
K:
sounds good
S:
huh?
S:
ok
S:
sure
S:
promise?
K:
yup
K:
*pinky promise*
S:
good.
S:
remember your words.

i’ll always only pick you the most prettiest flower that i can find, even if it’s the hardest one to get to

awwh.

I want an Octapus to swim away with my camra

Octapus I love you.

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We can’t take back our words.

We can make better new ones.

Arguably my favorite quote of all time.

K: id talk to you even if you were a little mushroom outside my house
K: everyday
K: if it rains
K: id bring an umbrella
K: and sit right next to you to talk
K: :I

Help i'm alive,

my heart keeps beating like a hammer.

This is not a metaphor.

I took the wrong train today.

And I didn’t even realize until the last stop to turn back home.

Nevertheless, I got there.

And I’m here now.

Things to Say, Can’t. pt. 2

says silence is the most powerful cry.

There's a then, and a now.

The good old days translates into the days of ignorance.

The days that were good because of our love. So pure.

Knowing that

I will rise up. I will live on.

A Never Ever

Embrace her.

Never let her go.

Earrings so cute.

You're without it

Love me. That is the standard.

S/he

When she’s mad hug her tight and don’t let go.

Treat her like she’s all that matters to you.

Give her the world.

Tell me why. Subconciously I want to learn on my own.

“When she says something and she doesnt mean it,
forgive her and know she loves you more than anything in the world.”

I’ve made a mess of things, and I hate myself for it. But I peek at the opportunities.

I regret.

Angry, I won’t.

I’m immature, and I’m subconsciously desperate to know what I have.

But there’s no one like you. To stay by my side.

I know that already. But I have to find out.

Tell me why.

Subconciously I want to learn it on my own.

Love reaches out in little ways, showing attention and admiration.
Love remembers what pleases a woman, what excites her, and what surprises her.

Its actions whisper: you are the most special person in my life.

Things to Say, Can’t.

I open the window during hearing thunder expecting rain, and I get the eye of the storm.

Desperately wanting to complain and fuss.

And I can’t.

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