somewhere somehow

me whenever i look at everyone: why am i the only ugly person

you will never be too much for someone who can’t get enough of you

do you ever look around at the big crowds of people around you and realize everyone has a story and memories and family and troubles and achievements and a first kiss and a broken heart but you’ll never know any of it and every human life is really intricate and expansive but oh they’ve walked into a shop and you’ll never see them again and you’ll never know just what they were thinking 

Eye contact, then that little smile

Friendly reminder to check you’re not holding tension in your body. Let your shoulders drop, unclench your hands and jaw. Take a deep breath. Much better.

date a girl who says “fight me” to everything, including inanimate objects

Someone: Are you taken? Me: Ya for granted