Do you ever start rubbing your eyes and then it feels really good and you can’t stop so it’s like eye masturbation
i love how some girls are soft and delicate and wear floral dresses and how some are fuckin hardcore and have short hair and are rad as hell and how others are a mix of the two
girls are so great
I admit it. When I see you talking to someone else, it makes me wonder what’s going on. I’m sorry if I come off as over-protective, but that’s me not wanting to lose you. That’s me trying to fight for what is mine. I get jealous because I’m afraid someone’s going to take you away from me. I’m scared that someone will show up in your life and make you realize that I’m no good for you. So I’m sorry, I just afraid you won’t be mine.
half of me is like ‘lets get a billion tattoos and wear killer heels and sharp eyeliner and red lipstick and leather jackets and dye my hair super bright colors’
and the other half is ‘lets wear pastel dresses and cardigans and ballet flats and play ukulele and wear cute jewelry’
and i think that pretty much sums up my entire existence