
(via tedbundywasahusky)
you say that you love rain, but you open your umbrella when it rains. you say that you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines. you say that you love the wind, but you close your windows when wind blows. this is why i am afraid. you say that you love me too.
they have cleverly shifted their shapes
Me when I’m at Jake’s.