but we fight for roses too

gonegal:

my philosophy teacher: do angels exist?
me, thinking about my girlfriend: yea

rubyfruitgirl:

boy: do you have any fantasies

Me: I get my PhD so I can make reservations at fancy restaurants under “Dr. & Mrs.” then when they expect a man to show up, my gay ass will stroll in instead: hot intellectual wife on my arm. She’s wearing a cocktail dress & is also a doctor. Im smoking a Cuban cigar. their heteronormative wigs is snatched…

dreamgrl1998:

i wanna sit on someone’s lap w my legs around their waist and my head in the crook of their neck and give them soft kisses