so im freaking out thinking I have food poisoning or something serious because my stomach keeps making fucking weird as noises, find out I just ate too many dried apricots, so yep im fine everyone can settle down
I wanna go back to the generation where “going out” was going on a date, not immediatly begin bf/gf. I wanna go back to the generation when a guy had to get permission from the girl’s parents to ask her out. I wanna go back to the generation where a guy would physically call her and talk to her, not text. I wanna go back to the generation where your first kiss would be with someone you’ve been dating for months, not hookup with a guy you meet in a club. I wanna go back to the generation where a guy would give you his varsity jacket. I wanna go back to the generation where a girl can get any guy just by wearing a t-shirt, jeans, and a pair of sneakers. I wanna go back to the generation where couples slow danced, not grind. I wanna go back to the generation where love actually made sense……
(via loverrb0y)
