I was locked out of my house a month or two ago. It was the middle of the night.
He lit the candles and fixed me a tamale.
Why?
Why do I only fall in love with people with personality disorders?
I fall for the mask.
Reality is fucking disappointing.
I was locked out of my house a month or two ago. It was the middle of the night.
He lit the candles and fixed me a tamale.
Why?
Why do I only fall in love with people with personality disorders?
I fall for the mask.
Reality is fucking disappointing.
I went to the movies and watched “Babel.” This is a really superficial comment after this intense movie, but the scenes of young people hanging in clubs in Japan were the most interesting thing in the whole movie for me. I think you should go teach English in Japan and hit on cute Japanese boys.