I can’t picture anyone daydreaming about me. I can’t picture someone thinking about me when they’re laying in bed before they fall asleep. I can’t picture anyone telling their friends about me. I can’t picture anyone getting butterflies because I hugged them, or even just because I made eye contact with them. I can’t picture someone smiling because my name lit up their phone. I just can’t.
4 weeks ago:
single
3 weeks ago: single
Last week: single
Next week: single
Next month: single
Next year: single
Next decade: single
3 weeks ago: single
Last week: single
Next week: single
Next month: single
Next year: single
Next decade: single
Normal teenager:
I lost my virginity
Me: I lost a follower
Me: I lost a follower
Keeping up with the kardashians tonight.
I’m so excited. I’m so excited. I’m so excited.





