I would have still agreed to go out with him for book dates, tbh.
Godfreydammit, there needs to be justice.
Zami is where it's at.
Damn you, you adorable Irish bastard.
We've felt the first sprinkle of the suns rays and we immediately celebrated. You can keep your year round sunshine, L.A. — we don't need it.
Break me off a piece of this Kit-Kat.
You'll see why.
Honestly, I'm not even sure half of these are accurate at this point. Nature continues to try her damnedest to kill me with suffocating pea soup humidity. Trying to stay optimistic.