Why does it seem as though I go for the most non realistic subjects and situations.
Downfalls of being a big dreamer.
If I had a boyfriend (and a job),
I’d totally buy him a bunch watches, bags, shoes, and leather shit I would wear/use if I were a guy.
Then together we’d be the fliest couple and document each other’s outfits.
Too much?
Like fuck.
I can go on and on.
I’m the luckiest person right now . Especially after staring at your bf/gf and thinking about how amazing they are . It’s like why are you even with me ? But trying not to compare yourself to them, you’re just so happy to have someone like them with you . To call mine . You just wanna tell the whole world that you have them and they don’t .
Not change my whole personality but who’ll stop me from making stupid decisions . Who will help me stop slaking and procrastinating . Who’ll make sure my grades are up . Who will watch out for me that I won’t do bad things and stupid shit . Not someone who will do them with me, but make sure I won’t do them . But he’s still fun and rebellious .