Men aren’t confused… they know exactly what they’re doing. They know when they’re inconsistent, when they’re giving the bare minimum, and when they’re playing games. They just hope you like them enough to accept the BULLSHIT
although im ok with being single, i can't wait to actually meet someone who's actually interested in me. The constant crave of wanting to talk, asking about my day, my feelings, sharing laughter & being heard is so rare nowadays. Nobody communicates anymore, REAL IS RARE...
lied.
I am a eater.
I love when u can’t leave me alone.
I love being babied.
I love being told what to do.
I love making out.
I love when you show you’re jealous.
I love that sleepy voice.
I LOVE physical touch.
I LOVE crazy.
I love obsessiveness.