okay so i can.t really buy you a lion at this moment so i drew you this thing that vaguely resembles a lion

i would like to say that i am sorry that i am a whiny bitch 30 or so percent of the time and that i love you and am dying to drive over to your house right now.

except that my hair is kind of greasy (you.re right, i didn.t shower.) and i.m wearing my little gray shorts that you wore to bed but i can change if you want. but yeah i want to see you and scratch your head

you look so god damn beautiful when i do. when i scratch your head, i mean. i like to slide my hands around your neck and drag my nails up the back of your head and then kiss your forehead really lightly and you scrunch up your face like sammy when he.s in trouble.

then i don.t know, we could take a nap and listen to tori amos and cuddle if you.re in a touching mood and if you.re not we could go rent edward scissorhands or donnie darko or something and go talk to quentin at hollywood video and give him another gumball because his ex-girlfriend left him for someone else and it makes him sick

and then we could brush our teeth go to sleep and in the morning have a tickle fight and make stupid cute noises and i could watch you wipe your face. that.s my favorite part because all your little fingers stick together and your mouth opens very slightly and you bend your head down and look up and then just wipe your face. then when you.re done you blink a lot and lay your head on my shoulder until we go watch tv and make degrading comments about other people and talk about how depressing it is that boys like johnny depp and conor oberst don.t exist in real life and that winona ryder got to fuck both of them.

so can i come over?