edit because i didn’t expect this to blow up: rich/middle class people stop fucking reblogging this to be like “haha this is so me” you’re not funny you’re ugly
admit it, we’ve all fantasised about slow-dancing in the kitchen barefoot in our pyjamas at 2am in the arms of someone we love while old romantic jazz songs play softly on the radio
I’ve danced in my mind. Couldn’t begin to tell you how many times I’ve fantasized you in my arms.