Hopeful
And hey, sweet boy,
I’ve been thinking about you tonight.
You’re bringing something out of me I haven’t seen in some time.
I’m laughing and smiling and sleeping and I’m satisfied.
Just please keep being you and I’ll give you all I can.
Keep laughing
And keep smiling with that cute gap
And snuggle in closer
And keep telling me who you wanna be.
I’ll listen for however long you want.
Just let me stay for awhile, if that’s what you’d like.
You are so much better than what you really think.
I promise.

"I am the God of Tits and Wine."
- Sylvia Plath (via incorrectsylviaplathquotes)
If you say “old sport” three times in front of your mirror Gatsby will appear and awkwardly hit on your wife









