Sorry I don’t ever get on here… the Tumblr app sucks and is pretty much unusable unless you’re on wifi… which I don’t have.
I promise I’ll be back as soon as I get internet :(
She is not “my girl.”
She belongs to herself. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night.
How much more blessed can I be?"
What’s this? A Ranger, caught off his guard?