dear mysterious blue-eyed guy that i’d really like to put a name to,
are you waiting for an engraved invitation to talk to me? you’ll talk to me and smile and laugh and all this shit but i never get your name and it’s like pulling teeth trying to get you to come over. i’m smiling at you, not gagging or groaning, i’d like you to come over. i cannot do this on my own due to my fear of rejection but you are FREE TO COME OVER AND TALK TO ME LIKE YOU DID TODAY.
FOR REAL MAN, PLEASE TALK TO ME I WOULD LIKE TO GET TO KNOW YOU AND POSSIBLY ENGAGE IN SEXUAL ACTS IF IT’S COOL WITH YOU.
also your face when i told you i liked your hair and that it reminded me of captain kirk
I LIKE THAT SHIT
aka the girl who would really like to get to know you in the biblical terms so please come talk to me