How do you still take my breath away every time I see you?
Reblog with your Spotify artist of the year and artist of the decade
i want to kiss you and take cute pictures with you and go on stupid dates but I also want tO DESTRYO YOU AT MAR IO KART
sure would be nice to dance barefoot with my lover to tiny dancer by elton john in my kitchen at 12:30 am while we bake cookies….. haha jk……… unless..?
anyone else get the constant fear that there are unspoken social rules you dont know about (especially in new situations, like when i first started taking the bus, i was afraid i was doing it wrong lol) so youre just always on edge and kind of… watching how other people act so you can copy the “correct” thing to do
i feel like i should clarify, when i said i was afraid i was doing it wrong i didnt mean “am i paying the correct way? am i taking the right bus?” i mean “are there social rules to this thing? a specific place i should be expected to sit by social convention? should i be looking out the window? is not being on my phone weird? am i not behaving within the boundaries of whats considered ‘normal’ bus etiquette? can everyone tell im Abnormal and Weird?”
Girls who get excited over small things are so fucking adorable. Like you’re freaking out over how cute that stuffed mammoth in the museum gift shop is? Hold on let me ask if they sell rings too cause imma need to propose to you right fucking now.
be outrageous! be obscene !! wear the ugliest clothes u can find and feel awesome in them!!!! be You!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
to anyone out there who’s struggling with having no friends — wondering where you belong in this world, searching for a place to belong — you matter. you are so important. and you will find your people or maybe just a special person who feels like home. it may seem like your loneliness will last forever, but it won’t. it never does.
it sucks being a suuuUuUUuper observant person bc i notice every little thing in every action & i literally get sad over the smallest things
I apologize if I ever was a toxic person in your life, I’m maturing more everyday, correcting my wrongs and slowly but surely becoming a better version of me.
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