That the kind of eye-rape that gets you from 0 to 60 in 3.2 seconds.
Daaaamn.
if he ever looked at me like that, I’m pulling him in the bed room
Admit it. You need me. We’re connected!
I am honestly so much more content sitting in my room alone at night smiling and crying to myself as I watch my favorite tv shows, than being out in the uncomfortable situation that involves me pretending to be having the good time of my life with boring people, who don’t know a thing about me, who don’t care about me, who do pointless things.