me: “sleeps for 5 hours” tired
me: “sleeps for 17 hours” tired
me: “sleeps for a month” tired
me: “sleeps for a year” still tired
me: “sleeps for 70 years” I am Captain America
very into charts about naps
This is very useful for when I go back to uni.
Babe im not grabbin ur boob im grabbin ur heart
thats my right boob tho
me: *comes out of room*
parents: oh! lord have mercy! she came out of her cave!
Perhaps, after all, romance did not come into one’s life with pomp and blare, like a gay knight riding down; perhaps it crept to one’s side like an old friend through quiet ways; perhaps it revealed itself in seeming prose, until some sudden shaft of illumination flung athwart its pages betrayed the rhythm and the music, perhaps … perhaps … love unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship, as a golden-hearted rose slipping from its green sheath.