“ My mom after my second date with a guy: “So do you have a picture together yet? ”
Yes mom, I’ve only seen him twice after meeting him, but I felt like a selfie on our second date was a great idea. NOT.
And I like him too. About fucking time, life! Hallelujah!
First day of teaching tomorrow! So excited for life! Excited but really scared. I need a hug.
I like you. I have liked you from the first moment I met you. I can’t help but doubt myself though. Should I just go with the flow? Or should I get you to try a bit harder to get to know me? Because so far, I feel like I’ve been the one initiating everything.
I need someone who wants to actually spend time with ME and not just my body. I want to be excited, but I can’t be too eager. I want you to come after me and show me that you’re interested. I can’t let you think you’ve won me over by not lifting a finger.
Work for it, and maybe I’ll give you the time of day…
You know you need a MAJOR pick me up when you find yourself listening to One Direction songs on repeat. But also, they kind of make me feel better on the inside. And they don’t completely suck.
We all have our guilty pleasures. I’m not afraid to succumb to mine. So there tumblr, so THERE.