I hate when guys are like “oh you’re not one of those girls that’s going to order a salad for dinner are you?” MAYBE I AM. MAYBE I FUCKING LIKE SALADS. HAVE YOU EVEN TASTED RASPBERRY VINAIGRETTE.
i’ve got 99 problems and 300 of them are math
I never had a “boys are icky and gross” phase I’ve literally been chasing dick since birth
*adds like 30 question marks to things that arent even questions*
harry fucking you hard while your parents are home, he tries quieting your moans by putting his hand over your mouth but when you let out a loud one he grabs your hips hard, “shut up or i swear to god i’ll get the fucking duct tape” he says panting while pounding into you even harder
i never think about how much money one direction actually has until i see stuff like this
and then im like fuck