Only one girl has ever really wrapped my stomach into pretzels. She didn’t give me butterflies. She gave me pterodactyls I’m talking terrible internal bruising and the first time I kissed her was like the first time I saw fireworks, which was like the sky first kissing me in the eyeballs
— George Watsky
Helpful Butterflies In My Stomach quotations
I never think about any of my accomplishments and I always get butterflies in my stomach and I never get too comfortable with the status.
Oh, God. I'm in big trouble. Because I'm staring. I can't keep my eyes from ogling his chiseled triceps and biceps and every other "eps ' he has. The butterflies in my stomach have just multiplied tenfold as my wandering gaze meets his.
I feel most sexy when I'm in love. My stomach flips. I get butterflies.
Running is in my blood-the adrenaline flows before the races, the love/hate of butterflies in your stomach.
There weren't butterflies in my stomach, there were fire breathing dragons.
I get butterflies in my stomach before I perform.
I love them! They let me know I'm ready to perform, that I'm ready to rock out on stage.
I have butterflies in my stomach.
Tel Aviv, Israel, me, Robbie Williams.
I'm coming to see you. It's like a first date. I've got butterflies in my stomache, I can't wait. I hope you feel the same way too. There will be singing, there will be dancing, there will be banter, there will be love. Mainly from me, beaming it to you, from my heart into your heads and minds.
I've got butterflies in my stomach... because I ate a cocoon quesadilla!
It was a completely new feeling for me–like someone had just released a million, tiny butterflies loose in my stomach, and they were feverishly flying up into my head and making me lose my mind.
Me plus you. (Imma tell you one time) Me plus you. (Imma tell you one time) Me plus you. (Imma tell you one time) One time. When I met ya girl my heart when knock (knock knock) Now them butterflies in my stomach won't stop (stop stop) Even love is a struggle and it's all we got. So we gun keep keep climbing to the mountain top. 'Cause your world, is my world, and my breath is your breath, and my heart is yours.
Then she did something that really surprised me.
She blinked back tears and put out her arms. I stepped forward and hugged her. Butterflies started turning my stomach into a mosh pit. "Hey, it's... it's okay." I patted her back. I was aware of everything in the room. I felt like I could read the tiniest print on any book on the shelves. Annabeth's hair smelled like lemon soap. She was shivering.