*writes on piece of paper*
Cher, *insert crush’s name* je vous aime beaucoup et je prie Dieu que vous ne connaissez pas le français.
Dear , *insert crush’s name* I love you a lot and I’m praying to god you don’t know French.
I don’t get these posts that go like “part of me wants to be a hot girl at the bar and the other part of me wants to read and sip tea in a bookstore”
like you can wear red lipstick and a leather jacket and sip tea and dance in the rain and go to the gym and curl up in bed and get turnt the fuck up and go to church
you can literally have it all sis
the world is yours