i liked my prom asking. i liked it a lot. i liked it because it meant so much more than an asking, it meant i had friends who cared enough to orchestrate one for me. friends who couldnt see me miss out on the fun.
i liked my prom asking. i liked it a lot. i liked it because it meant so much more than an asking, it meant i had friends who cared enough to orchestrate one for me. friends who couldnt see me miss out on the fun.
I feel like i’m not anyone’s first choice. Neither their favorite. Even if people tell me i’m important to them or i mean a lot to them, i know there’s always someone they prefer to be with. Someone they choose over me. And that hurts.
A lot.but that’s life.
I can’t click my reblog button hard enough
It’s not just the ladies who get insecure, it’s all of us. It’s a human trait, yo.
aw this makes me happy
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i’m like 97% sure i’d be the best girlfriend ever but no one will ever know
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That the kind of eye-rape that gets you from 0 to 60 in 3.2 seconds.
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The best advice I can give is to NOT look for advice from other people. Just go out, fuck up, make mistakes, and learn on your own. It’s the only way you’ll truly know the right answers.
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