Fresh M.I.L.K. Photography (via.)Can this be us when we get old?
I can’t wait to find the boy who I can marry and grow old with. We’ll play cribbage together and share our applesauce. We’ll give advice to young couples and reminisce about being teenagers in love. We’ll go for walks and sit on park benches for hours together feeding the birds. We’ll write “I love you” on each other’s pill boxes. And every night, when we go to bed at 7pm we will smile at each other with our pearly dentures and be happy for each other’s existence.
kurvára nem szeretnék megöregedni, de lehet h egy ilyen pillanatért megérné.
