The city is ours

everyday, he takes my mood and twists it into something extraordinary. just meeting eyes across the room or a soft chuckle comes with a night of me laying awake thinking about how i managed to fall so far, how i jumped into this love without looking down. how i’ve never been a reckless person, but with him i don’t have to try anymore, i can love and be loved.

Another vignette from yesterday: I told him I wanted to see a pic of his wife. He started going through his phone.

Him: “I’m trying to find one that doesn’t have too much cleavage.”
Me: “Dude, I’m not gonna perv on your wife, don’t worry.”
Him: “You sure? She’s hot.”
Me: “Well, maybe I will then.”
Him: *proudly shows me a picture that is obviously ALL about the cleavage*

He’s so into his wife, it’s adorable and #relationshipgoals tbh :3

I’m so sick of people telling me “this is what you deserve.” “You didn’t deserve that.” Stop telling me how I should be treated and just treat me that way.

I wish I could turn my thoughts off. They eat me alive and consume me entirely.

Dorothy, a wise woman and a legend

vía @herrebellioussoul