Expectations: I'm just going to take a quick power nap and I'll wake up refreshed and energized.
Reality: Passed out cold for five hours solid, wake up not knowing what day it is, or what the last meal you ate was.
“Well I don’t do shit for weed other than drive a few mins and look for it sometimes. If I couldn’t find you I’d never stop looking.”
I seriously fucking ADORE my boyfriend so damn much. He’s amazing. Hands down the best thing to ever happen to me. I love you, bear. <3
(Source: thefrogman, via fatpeoplemakemehappy)
