I mean, yeah. One day you’ll swing by to take her out and she’ll answer the door with a literal, but more often than not, figurative hat on, that just looks ridiculous and you’ll stand there, at the door to her apartment as she walks outside, and you think to yourself, “What in the hell did I just get myself into?” Anyways, she’ll walk out and she’s all smiles and like asking if you want Thai or Mexican, but you’ve just now noticed the star on her head, and maybe by now you’re mouth breathing, staring at her. She looks you up and down and she smiles. Her hand moves and finds your hand and those fingers interlock with your fingers and she gives your hand that little half squeeze. It dawns on you that this is who she is. This is what you’ve signed up for, and dude, she’s rocking that look. She’s making it work. Would you love her if she was anyone else? Probably not, so just roll with it. Realize that you’ve never had it better than you do right now, that this is your la montagne sacrée, and it’s fucking rad.
That’s me there.. in that ridiculous looking hat. Do you mind? <3
for some reason i’m not quite sure of,...really beautiful to me.
feel about my girl.
That’s me there.....ridiculous looking hat. Do