No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move
‘Twere profanation of our joys
To tell the laity our love.
No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move
‘Twere profanation of our joys
To tell the laity our love.
you know those feels
when you’re so into something
and you just wanna talk about it all the time but everyone else around you would be like wat
Ohmygod O_____O
This is the cutest glance I’ve ever received and that I will ever see in my life.
Yes, you can marry me.
The basement flooded yesterday. We’ve just had to have all the carpet torn out, and we have days and days of work ahead.
And now we’re staring down the barrel of a tornado. And we can’t even go down into our basement if it comes this way. Not. Cool.