PCE OUT BITCHES!!!

I don’t think people understand how stressful it is to explain what’s going on in your head when you don’t even understand it yourself.

No, fuck you. I was worth it.

God, your voice. I don’t think you’ll ever understand what your voice does to me.

you and I both know we were never ‘just friends’, there was nothing platonic about the way my hands would shake for days after you’d touched them.

My boyfriend has this thing where he just- he won’t let me climb stairs, like if we’re going somewhere and we’re climbing, like, three flights of stairs and maybe I’m in heels, he literally will pick me up and carry me. [Interviewer: Like, piggyback style?] He’ll like, piggyback style, or carry me, he’s like- ‘Here, jump on my back.’ … And I always tell him- you’re gonna drop me, you’re gonna die, and he’s like ‘When have I ever dropped you?’

He ignores you but you like him. He does nothing yet you fall for him. You miss him, but he never thought about you.