Bad things don’t come in 3’s they come continuously, not at all, or randomly or coincidently, But I can say bad things always almost come when uninvited.

morning text

I remember, Saturday's they fucking sucked. You taught me the way. maybe it wasn't love. Woken by a text Every morning Hello gorgeous Made my day And now I wish I didn't dream it away Hello beautiful How are you? And now I look I don't know what to do...