I think some company is overdue
I’ve started talking to the pictures on the walls!
This is disgusting. I love it.
I can just imagine his wife yelling at him “YOU COCKY LITTLE SHIT!”
Is he wearing a blazer over a leather jacket?
Love is irrelevant to people like us, a privilege that we do not share. You told me that. I’ll remember it all—every word, every moment—for the rest of my life. I love you. But I won’t let other people die for me.