sunshine, daisies, buttermellow.

22 Feb 2012
9·46 pm

i never know how to react when someone calls me mysterious.

I mean yeah, like that was the idea, but I didn’t think it was actually working. Yeah, if I meet you in a cafe and walk by catching your eye.*

But if you know me and my Harry Potter and my life and you live around me, like what. You could probably name my shower schedule, how could you think I’m mysterious?

But hey, you know, no harm’s done, please let’s continue this. 

*as if that happens.

derp.