how the fuck do some girls get boyfriends so easily like wtf do you just create them in your basement or what
you can’t fill loneliness with people you have no intention of loving.
I decided on you, don’t you get that? I decided on you. I don’t want to go fucking other people and then walk around feeling thrilled and then sad, or empty, or whatever. I like the smell of your hair, and I like the sound of your voice, and I fucking decided on you.