June 2012
I would tell you..
I would tell you I know you like the back of my hand. Id tell you you’re beautiful because me and everyone can see it. I would tell you how crazy I am about you and I can’t imagine life without you. I would tell you how I know you’ve had your heart broken but I would take care of you. I would tell you how my heart skips a beat when I see you and my legs feel all types of wobbly...
May 2012
Headphones rules.
No headphones = You can talk to me.
One headphone = You can talk to me if I like you.
Two headphones = Fuck off.
“I love how she makes me feel, like anything’s possible, or like life is worth...”
– 500 days of summer.
Those "I love you more" fights.
