So reading cheesy romantic stories about the almost same situation as I’m in has not helped but given me false hope and much more need. Stupid hormones. Stupid boys for being attractive. Stupid me for my sub par looks. Really stupid me for setting myself up for something that is 99.99% not going to happen.
Made some super kick ass crepes today and realized I actually may be starting to like a guy I really shouldn’t
i had a dream i was a princess and then i woke up and i still am
(Source: lookinforhotbutts)
Contrary to popular belief making me stay at home will not make me want to come back more often
