I tip-toed into our darkened bedroom. The clock read 3:16am. I ignored that fact because it did not bode well for my 8am wake up. I tried to slip next to him quietly when I heard his voice in the darkness; “It’s late baby.”
“I knooooow…” I purred, snuggling into that crook between his shoulder…
I bolded the parts that either made me laugh or I found my head nodding along to.
this piece was sent to me by psychotropicpolitics saying it made her think of me. i read it, and shes right, it made me think of me.
|—||Ali, concerning the bitchy librarian in Episode II that tells him Kamino doesn’t exist. (via zigzagzang)|