She’s sunny one minute then she’s pouring down rain
I honestly don’t think I can make out with someone for over a minute without it getting hella sexual.
The only people up at 3 am are in love, lonely, drunk, or all three.
I notice everything. And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.
Age, gender, height, eye and hair color, then tell me what your favorite something (hobby, class, music, etc) and what kind of date you want to take me on.
Im going to keep blogging thistill someone plays along.