i hate small talk
tell me about how lonely you are or tell me about why you keep waking up in the morning or talk to me about your mum’s eyes and your dad’s laugh. I don’t care about the weather and you don’t care about how my job’s going.
I’m so fucking in love with this.
discovering what turns someone on gives you so much power over them
have you ever thought about how many people think about you? it’s so bizarre. imagine someone, out of the blue, thinking of your face. something happens; they remember you. your favorite song, how you dress, the way you talk, the look in your eyes when you are happy. they remember that about you, even if you haven’t seen each other in years. everything in life is a reminder of a person, a place, a moment. you may think you’ve forgotten, but you haven’t.
Missing someone who is sitting beside you is so much more painful than missing someone from miles away.
i remember way too many small details about people so i have to act dumb sometimes so i don’t freak them out
I want the type of guy who has enough class to pull a chair out for me and treat me like a lady but has the sense of humour to take a selfie with me on our wedding day
Couldn’t have said it any better
do you ever sit in school like i know the answer to that questions but i’m not saying it because this class is pissing me off
im a putlocker man at heart but sometimes you just gotta settle for gorillavid