Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Baby,
When I come home every day, I always know that you're good to me. No matter what I do, and what happens, you still claim me yours, and you still love me the same.
I'm sorry I haven't been around. I'd just been so caught up with things.

I love you, and you know it.

ARCHIVE, FUCKERS (for Ace-like purposes)