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Anonymous asked: dear future me. dear guy I like.
Dear Future Me,
I swear to god, you better have a job, bigger boobs, and a house to yourself. Preferably in San Diego. Honestly, you’re going to go crazy if you stay in this house for much longer. And I really hope you solved all the guy problems I have now. Love, Yourself
Dear Guy I Like,
Sucks you’re not talking to me, because I’m awesome in bed. And now you won’t get to experience that. So sad. Just kidding, but honestly, grow a pair. Oh, and you have really awesome taste in music. (The Morning Of-Shine <3)
Love, Tayler