My boyfriend and I both hate Valentine's day! So instead of trying to find a gift, or trying to do something perfect, we're ditching all that pressure and frustration and spending the day at park full of trampolines, because we're actually children and just want to mess around and I CANT WAIT TO SPEND MY DAY ON TRAMPOLINES WITH MY SWEET BOY
me during the first week of falling head over heels for you: i love this!!! i love life!! i’m so happy and i love everyone!!!
me now: Big Sad
I just really want to go to county fairs with her and eat unhealthy funnel cakes and laugh until our stomachs hurt.
I just really want to lay in a grassy field with her and look up at the sky and let the sun kiss freckles onto our skin.
I just really want to sit next to her in the library while doing homework and distract her by dancing weirdly and stealing her pencils.
I just really want to do all the really mundane things with her and all the extraordinary things with her and everything in between.
let me be soft and gay for a second.. my crush is so cute. her smile is so sweet, she is so pretty and she is so nice to me and easy to talk to. The side of her nose crinkles when she laughs, it's like she knew I had a thing for nose crinkles. I know I'm not her type... at all. I don't need her to like me back; it would be nice, but I don't need it. Just being friends like this is enough to fulfill my foolish heart and make me feel like yelling in joy. When we talk I squirm on the inside like a middle school girl with a silly crush. And I want to keep it this way. I don't need deep feelings or heartbreaking 'love'. Whatever that is. I'm perfectly fine with this fluttery feeling, despite it being one-sided. You make me so happy :)
do you ever replay a hypothetical situation in your head over and over again like it could be the most mundane thing but your brain won't let you stop thinking about that person and you feel completely ridiculous
I don't know if you still even go on this site anymore, but I just wanted to tell you that even though we didn't work out you still deserve the world and someone to love. I was in a shitty place and should have never tried to make you in charge of my happiness. Thank you for trying to love me even when I was nothing but cold and bitter. I hope you're doing better, you know who you are.
•○ Manic Pixie Dream Girl ○•
do you ever just smell an old perfume, or hear an old song, or pass an old hangout spot and kinda break inside for a couple minutes?
He came into my fifth period classroom today before the teacher got back from the bathroom.
He's not in my fifth period class.
I was standing by the door, because that's where the calculators are kept.
He yelled my name and lunged at me, wrapping me in a bear hug that I was so unprepared for that all I could do was wrap my arms around his waist and sing "Awwwwww!" softly into his ear.
I'm glad I'm not the only one in this equation that's prone to attack-hugs when I see him and get too excited to contain myself.
I insist on dreaming about that one day,
that one day,
one of us confesses,
or somehow we both act upon the moment and our actions will speak louder than words.
I hope that one day will come. Preferably soon.