“I wanna make you smile whenever you’re sad, carry you around when your arthritis is bad. I’ll get your medicine when your tummy aches; build you a fire if the furnace breaks. I’ll miss you, kiss you, give you my coat when you are cold. Need you, feed you, I’ll even let you hold the remote control. So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink, put you to bed when you’ve had too much to drink. All I wanna do is grow old with you.”—Movie: The Wedding Singer (via kari-shma) (via itsjaaayy) (via alwaysmemberneverforget)
About fifteen minutes outside of Dallas. I’ve already gotten lost like a million times haha. Um we can be best friends and have fun times in Texas. I’m basically already in love with you through your Tumblr.