I love being a ray of sunshine. I don’t want to be in anybody’s life making it harder. If I ever am, cut me off. I’d rather be remembered for bringing peace, kindness, and good energy than for adding weight to someone’s shoulders.
Acts of service men are dangerously attractive.
Fixing problems, making sure you’ve eaten, charging your phone, carrying your things… that’s romance to me.
Being rude to me unprovoked really wakes up the menace buried deep inside. Like I choose to live my life on cutie patootie juice but it’s some four loko back here somewhere. Let’s be very clear