Mercedes sees a million romantic candles all over every surface of the apartment, and immediately thinks GOD DAMNIT BLAINE NOT AGAIN. [x]
I’m just so scared that you’re gonna keep changing, and you’re gonna keep getting stronger. And then one day you’re gonna wake up and you’re gonna realize that “I don’t love him anymore”.
In high school I did everything I could not to take my shirt off in front of other people. Like, I don’t think I showered once after gym class. Now though, thanks to a little more working out, a little more protein, my outside-self is catching up to my inside-self. And I feel pretty comfortable in my skin. And that feels good.