I want you in every way possible. I want you when you’re sick, I want you when you’re sad, and I want you when you’re happy. I want you in the morning and at night. I want you when I make breakfast. I want your hands in mine. I want you in my arms and next to me in bed. I want your lips against mine. I want to watch movies with you and build forts. I want to lay on the hood of the car under the stars. I want to spend holidays with you. I want you, and only you.
but the fact that jack can move his hips/ass that well means he’s probably really good in bed
He’s just mad because he can’t acquire all the apple juice that I’m acquiring. (x)
Here’s a fun fact: Teddy Roosevelt’s wife and mother both died on Feb 14th. So while you complain about being alone, let’s remember who really was forever alone on this day.
How bout his journal entry for that day though?
If that doesn’t get you right in the feels, I don’t know what does.
I can’t even imagine the heartbreak he went through that day…