roll down the window
your ruffled hair thrashing wild
like my beating heart
Mikey, how many times every week do you
i looked into his eyes
looking into mine
looking into his looking into mine.
& that’s what forever feels like.
- have breakfast
- go to work
- go to school
- not pay attention during lecture because tumblr
I hope he clear coated that so the sharpie doesn’t wash away.
and you’re telling me not a single person drew a dick