Imagine Spain watching Romano fall asleep next to him and staying awake until sleep vanishes all the traces of anger from Romano’s face and all that’s left is a peaceful tiny smile on the corners of his lips.
today in school a girl had pumpkin spice scented hand sanitizer and it smelled really strong so two of the upper classmen were saying ‘what is that smell what do you do in here?’ and i stare at him dead in the eyes and say ‘this is the smell of victory from the skeleton war. watch out fuckboys.’ they just kinda walked away slowly back to their own hallway with this horrified expression on their faces. i love myself
I was looking through Flower Language meanings and I saw that grass can mean ‘homosexual love’ and now I’m crying myself in laughter imagining some guy dumping lawn clippings onto his crush’s porch screaming ‘I FUCCKIN LOVE U YOU GAY PIECE OF SHIT’.
Is this a hug I see?
Do I have permission to hug back??