May 2012
When a bicyclist gets too close to my car
whatshouldwecallme:
romeo: hey i just met you.
romeo: and this is crazy.
romeo: but i saw you at your dad's party that i wasn't supposed to attend and i thought you were pretty cute so i followed you and we kissed but then your nanny called you away and i found out you were a capulet and got bummed so i sneaked into your back yard in the middle of the night and climbed your balcony uninvited to profess my undying love after an hour even though i wanted to bone rosaline like two scenes ago.
romeo: so marry me maybe.
I don’t suppose I really know you very well - but I know you smell like the...
– Zelda Fitzgerald, in a letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald (via de-licacy)