I love early mornings when I wake up and I can’t see outside my living room windows because the fog is blocking the view, so beautiful.
I always say “morning” instead of “good morning”. If it were a good morning I’d still be in bed instead of talking to people.
One day she is going to wake me up as she’s trying to get out of bed silently for work. And I am going to pretend to be asleep as she slips into the bathroom and closes the door with a light click. And at that moment I will throw the covers off myself and bound for the kitchen to make her coffee and breakfast to go. So that by the time she is finished getting ready and has rush out the door she will leave the house knowing I will take care of her even down to the little details.
*laughs while actually getting feelings hurt*
Dean you fucking nutcase
fun date idea: pay for my tattoo