No sugardaddies. No sugar mamas. No sugarbabies. Full socialism in romantic relationships. There are only sugarcomrades.
my dog never sleeps with me but now at 2 am he came to my room through balcony and refuses to leave my bad. when my dad came to take him to his room he kept on walking back to my room. feels like my dog want to protect me from something. maybe he feels that tomorrow im starting my studies again and i feel so low about it.
imagine rust nailing that crucifix into the wall above his mattress the night he moved into his apartment
he moves out and that hole is the only thing that would ever let you know he might’ve been there
Forcing your pets to spend time with you by closing the door