I literally crave affection. It’s not about sex. I crave somebody to cuddle with me, and to lay their head on my lap. I crave kisses, holding hands and running my thumb across theirs. Just looking at someone and thinking “how did I get this lucky”.
when your friends are talking about stuff you don’t understand but you still want to be part of the conversation
"alcohol makes you feel the way you should feel without alcohol"
If I introduce a movie to you, and we watch it together, I’ll be spending at least 99.9% of the time watching you to make sure you are responding correctly to the film.
Print it. Fuck it.
am i supposed to laugh at “print it. fuck it.” or the fact that the dude is the fucking same guy as the little advertisement in the same position im so confused
someone did this to my english teacher’s poster of shakespeare last year and she still hasn’t changed it