
Just in time for Valentine’s Day
Concept: We cuddle on the couch while listening to vinyls. We talk about anything that comes to mind and we are happy.
This is a seasick way,
this almost/never touching, this
drawing-off, this to-and-fro.
touo:
[alpha mom and alpha bro] share a YouTube and a Tumblr account and half the content is a grown man mass producing spicy chicken Chipotle pizza reviews (if you don’t know what this search ‘hey YouTube Stu here’) and then theres like well written propaganda against the condesce and it gets to the point where you aren’t sure whose making what cause it’s become equally likely that rose will make a violin cover of derude sandstorm and then midi it
why separate romance and friendship when you could have ROMANTIC FRIENDSHIP, which constitutes such things as swearing dramatic lifelong soul bonds and vowing to die together on some wind-swept cliff dressed in rags and period attire, but also cuddle piles and carrying one another bridal style through the room declaiming loudly about godhood
A: “He can do what he wants, he has multiple cooking shows.”
B: “Nobody should have that kind of power.”
Concept: It’s pouring rain outside. We lay down in your bed, put on so many blankets, and you lay on my chest with my arms around you. I run my fingers through your hair softly as you fall asleep. I kiss your forehead and tell you how beautiful you are. We are happy, nothing is bothering us. All I see is you, all I want is you, for a long time.