if you are attracted to me you are required by law to tell me.
what if in between every class period instead of a bell it was one of the hannah montana transitions like “oh oh yeah oh oh ooh wooahhh” and on the way to lunch its like “yeah YEAH” and to chemistry its “oh oh woah oh woah woah”
It blows my mind that after all this time you’ve spent on earth, nobody ever bothered to tell you that your eyes aren’t fucking brown.
They are copper against honey and sage and when they water they glow, two perfect orbs the same shade as nature after it rains.
You’re not as simple as they wanted you to be.