Having a crush is
a lot like
having an addiction.
Your life is normal
before you meet it
and you begin to flirt with fate.
It is bad for your health and you realize
And you have fallen
for something so beautiful.
You find yourself
counting down until you meet it again.
Drawn to tantalizing senses that leave you breathless.
And then you come down.
In a whirlwind of doubt and
You find yourself hallow,
Wanting to be filled.
Wanting to seek what can’t be sought.
And then you move on.
let me just say a few things about ‘all about that bass’ real quick
- it’s a song about body positivity and we don’t get many of those so can we just take that into consideration please
- i know people are kicking off about her using the phrase “skinny bitches” but she does follow it up with "no, i’m just playing i know you think you’re fat / but i’m here to tell you that / every inch of you is perfect from the bottom to the top" she’s taken an insult commonly given to slim women and basically a said so what if you are skinny/skinny but you think you’re fat, YOU’RE STILL PERFECT
- i’ve seen shit loads of people saying it makes them feel more confident, and slim women get a ton of media reinforcing the idea that their body is perfect anyway
- IT’S CATCHY AS FUCK
Generally, I’m pretty smooth at talking myself out of situations. I have a talent at alleviating tension with minimal effort, and bringing an angry room into peace…unless I’m the instigator, which is a different story.
However, around a certain blonde-haired, blue-eyed gentleman, I just…lose all my smooth.
And in order to clear up my social blunder, I begin to talk about books and Grey’s Anatomy, the stuff of riveting conversation, truly…
and I scurry to my car and hide. It’s so bad. -.-