Hey If I Don't Talk To You Or Respond It's Not Cause I Hate You I'm Just Depressed And Can Only Respond

Awww, you just want to be thrown into the wall, pinned against it, and fingered relentlessly, don’t you?

Just realized that the reason I love making friends on tumblr is because it’s exactly how you make friends on the playground as a six year old. No, I don’t know their name but they love mermaids too and built this awesome sand castle. No, I don’t know their age but their imaginary cheetah is friends with mine. You like this show? You like this character?? You can sing the theme song really loud??? Here is a flower crown. Here is a juice box. You can share my time and I might never see you again but part of you stays in my soul forever. In my mind we’re still on the swing set and the sky is blue and nothing will ever be wrong again.

Butterflies? Fuck butterflies, I have wildfires burning in my gut for you.

Addicted to the taste of your mind, body and soul baby girl…Daddy needs to feast