"Why do you always pluck the flowers? That's just killing something beautiful."
In which a coffee shop boy and a flower stall boy stare at each other for a while until one of them has the balls to actually introduce themselves.
A Saturday afternoon
My friends: *at the mall* OMG look at this new lipstick!
Me: *at home on WattPad* OMG look at this new fanfic!
" if that was cocaine you could be rich " Phil hooked him up with cocaine
This is beauty.
This is grace.
I just fell.
Flat on my face.
MY HEART! OH GOD MY HEART! THAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME SEPTIPLIER?!
OTP OTP!!!! DAN WE NEED YOU TO DO YOUR SEXY DANCE AT THE WEDDING
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW IM GOING TO DIE