When we color, it’s outside the lines.
"The lights dimmed a light shade of yellow, me sitting in a chair reading a book while you do the same". And I can’t stop repeating the three words I love you in my head.
I have a love hate relationship with my tatas. It’s like hey a little more cleavage would be nice but then its like ha I don’t have to wear a bra and I can wear any top I want.