justanothererin

mom: so what’s your type?
          me: hockey boy ,jawline, calls me trouble, emotionally unavailable.
          mom: soo.. fiction?
          me: exactly.

mom: what do you want in a boyfriend?
          me: owns a penthouse, has enemies , wears black suits, calls me “ principesa”
          mom: … so a criminal?
          me: a gentleman.

bestie: you need a normal guy
          me: like one who *doesn’t carry a gun?
          bestie: yes??
          me: be serious