yumiikohayashii

“The real lover is the man who can thrill you by kissing your forehead or smiling into your eyes or just staring into space.” ― Marilyn Monroe “What’s the matter, (First Name)? I haven’t seen you this down in a while,” your father asks over his steaming mug of coffee. “Nothing,” you reply, absently fiddling with your (h/c) hair. “Uh-huh. Tell that to the neglected piece of bacon you’ve been pushing around on your plate for the last quarter,” your dad has always been of the opinion that if someone doesn’t eat all their bacon, they have to be sick or depressed in s