Having a pet is so weird. Like neither of you speak each other’s language and yet you form some strong bond by rubbing against each other and sleeping together and you might accidentally kick them in the face or step on their tail once in a while but at the end of the day you two are best buddies from entirely different species.
when you try to flick away a bug but it comes towards you instead
nine: don’t wander off
ten: don’t wander off
eleven: don’t wander off
Running seems like a great idea until you actually start running
Sex seems like a fun idea until your bent over a bar stool in the back if a club your too young for about to be plowed by a tall dark man named Mike
i feel as though we’ve had different experiences