I love you in the morning, when you're still hungover.

fuck it, exploiting my personal life is what I'm best at. I'm not going to put them all here, but some.

3. The way he kisses.

4. The way he can pick me up and swing me around

9. His ability to play guitar and sing well. On Thursday night after we had sex, he sat on the bed naked with his guitar and played Soco Amaretto Lime by Brand New and Creep by Radiohead. He looked and sounded so fucking beautiful that I became all overwhelmed/ wasn't sure what I'd done to deserve him and cried during both songs. He laughed and told me to stop being so cute. I vowed to myself that I'd never forget those moments, ever.

15. How he appreciates my body even though I don't think it's very pretty at all.

17. His smell.

19. How he puts up with me looking like a massive hobo 87% of the time.

25. The way he looks first thing in the morning, especially his messy hair.

26. How he's really warm all the time.

30. How he worries about me a fair amount but strives to hide it from me (something I've only discovered recently) e.g. The ball on my tongue bar keeps coming off, and after I had driven home on Friday after dropping him back at Sussex he told me that he was mega worried it would fall off while I was driving and I'd choke and crash - I thought it was one of the most endearing things I've ever heard.

Did you take the rhythm from me? Yesterday I had it all. On Sunday you're gonna take me back.

every day ought to be a bad day for you

but i'm sorry if it ever is.

wants:
1. new hair
2. money
3. cigarettes
4. darwin deez and his love forever
5. a subway
6. you to love me in the morning when i'm still hungover, to love me when i'm still strung out.


I work hard all week and so do you
We deserve to let off some steam
Less orthodox creeping,
We need to rage through all of this life
There might be ones who are smarter than you
That have the right answers, that wear better shoes
Forget about those melting ice caps
We're doing the best, with what we've got

When I'm with you, I am calm
A pearl in your oyster
Head on my chest a silent smile
A private kind of happiness
You see giant proclamations
Are all very well
But our love is louder than words