So when an extrovert loves you, they will want to know and love it all.
“Where does confidence come from?”
I didn’t matter here either, or any of my worries. I was just a girl walking down the street.
You’d think she’d be all about getting free money as soon as humanly possible, but nooo, she waited until there were only 24 hours left to file.
I am Lorde. Ya Ya Ya. I am Lorde. Thou shouldst listen to her lyrics. They are great. Thou wast so not this wise at 21. Not even close.
Watch me weave in the things you love as I so eagerly commit them to memory, one by one.
Looking at one of the many calendars I keep (it’s March 31st as I type this) and realizing that tomorrow will be the first day of April, I took down my copy of The Waste Land, which I purchased so I could feel smart and cultured, off of its shelf, and began to read.
This is her first impression of me. Loud, obnoxious, and well on my way to being drunk.
Do they seem willing to fight a perfect stranger?
I don’t believe in fate or destiny or some kind of magical “right” timing, but I do think sometimes things come together and make sense.