Last night the beeb and I had such a wonderful date night, which was the second in a row. He came to my work and hung until I closed up shop, went grocery shopping, came home and got weird with weed and whiskey. Not that any of you care, it’s nice to love each other again.
Death Cab For Cute | Passenger Seat
then looking upwards, i strain my eyes and try
to tell the difference between shooting stars and satellites
from the passenger seat as you are driving me home