I don’t care about anyone, and the feeling is obviously mutual.
Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (via asdfasdfkjh)
isn’t your first birthday technically your second
i am going to be up all night thinking about this
So today this guy accidentally hit me with the door when he was walking out of a classroom and instead of saying sorry he just looked me over and said ‘pretty cute’ and walked away . And then I realized . I literally just got hit on . The pun is greater than the pain .
I guess you could say that he adores you
get the fuck out
