I wonder if anyone ever looks at me while I’m doing something and thinks I’m pretty. Because I do that all the time to people.
I love when you become so close with someone that you can see parts of each other in one another and you begin to say the same things and steal lines from one another and have a similar sense of humor and can exchange an inside joke with just a glance you don’t even have to talk because you have such a strong connection with them and you can sit in comfortable silence but also talk for hours it’s really hard to find that kind of compatibility
I find it funny how, everyday you’re surrounded by complete strangers, all of which have different dreams, thoughts, and problems. However, you never find out about any of these, simply because we’re scared to speak to people who are the same as us