Fried snickers at the park on a chilled September evening. I can die happy.
We used to be friendly on this bed.
4:55am but truly it's not morning yet.
I'm spending my day off from making coffee drinking coffee. Don't analyze me.
Working out means I don't have to feel bad for liking Taco Bell, right?
Woke up to him pressing coffee for us. I hope it stays like this for a while.