#fallingforme

If you fall in love with me, I’ll let you know what your signing up for.

Your loving my insecurities, my bumpy arms, my constant ear drops, my terrible organization attempts and failures. Your falling for my friends, one’s who will inevitably gain your number, drunk FaceTime you, and convince you to propose to me. Your vowing to listen to my rants, my constant conversation about fandoms. Your promising to talk to me at 2:08 in the morning about our future and death, my infatuation with Matthew Gray Gubler, and 6th grade math scores that haunt me when I sleep. But most importantly your saying you’ll allow me to love you back.