when you see people front row of concert and theyre not even singing or dancing along
what are you doing there
my cousin just said to me “on your wedding day,i’m gonna start my toast with the story of how you were born and grandma cried because you were so ugly”
"oh he’s really good looking"
“he has a girlfriend you know”
YEAH I SAID HE’S GOOD LOOKING DIDNT SAY I WANNA SUCK HIS DICK
part of me wants to wear leather jackets and red lipstick and be super sexy and break boys’ hearts but then I also want to wear sundresses and be sweet and cute and shy and giggly but a different part of me wants to be beautiful and smart and mysterious and another part of me just wants to sit in bed and watch netflix while I eat pizza
guess which part wins out