Early on, my ideas about love came from a daydreamy, prince-and-princess place. But when I actually experienced it, I realized it wasn’t those things. It can be—but not always.
“When her body first hit the net, all I registered was a gray blur. I pulled her across it and her hand was small, but warm, and then she stood before me, short and thin and plain and in all ways unremarkable- except that she had jumped first. The stiff had jumped first.
Even I didn’t jump first. Her eyes were so stern, so insistent.
Taylor Swift gets angry and pushes her security guard (x)
you in those little high wasted shorts ♫
You said you were out of breath after Miley’s performance.
play this on the projector at my funeral and lock the doors so no one can leave and they’re forced to watch all 3:30 of it