Taylor wrote me a three page note about why she loves me and it was really cute. I love her so much. <3.
I wish Taylor could sleep with me every night. I can’t sleep worth a fuck if she isn’t in my arms. I like knowing that she’s okay.
I smell like Taylor. It’s wonderful.
I love when she messes my hair up.
I love when Taylor brushes my face with her finger. Or any other part of my body, for that matter.
Taylor and I were saying goodnight to each other earlier, and at the same time, we both told the other not to get bitten by a spider. We were thinking the exact same thing. I dunno, it made me really happy.
