quick, we need to passionately make out for science
when i say i want to marry my favorite celebrity i don’t mean just bang i mean like
i want to be making pancakes on sunday morning and have him walk downstairs in plaid pajama pants with messy hair and have him kiss me on the nose
I’d also bang him though
Like a screen door in a hurricane.
gonna get SO trashed at this Kidz Bop concert its gonna be crazy
SLEEPY BOYS ARE THE WORST AND BY WORST I MEAN ABSOLUTE BEST BECAUSE ADORABLE MESSY HAIR AND RASPY VOICES AND POUTY LIPS I JUST CANT DEAL WITH THIS