All this is temporary

Why not simply be happy

zeppler:

I want to take you to an open field at 2 am and play shitty music from my phone and spin you in circles until you’re so dizzy you fall and I want to get drunk with you and lay in the bed of my old pick up and laugh at stupid jokes we’ve heard a million times and I want to make you smile so big it sticks for an hour and I want to point to the stars and tell you what they mean and tell you where I found them in your eyes six months ago

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