I don’t give a shit about grand gestures or flowers at my door, I just want your teeth across my neck and my lips pressed to the small of your back, I want your stupid fucking sense of humour making me laugh at 4am when I have to be up at 6.

— Unknown (via perfect)

neptunain:

christmas is so much worse as you get older it’s like “what do you want this year?” “a sense of purpose”