I have so MANY things to talk about. The post would be divide into 2.
The Bitch.
The realization. The perfection. The ruin. The discontinued. The result. The objective. The residue. The expiration. The end.
High on Love
Talking to you I get these insane butterflies in my stomach, Can't speak, Awwin' all the time kind of love for you. The things that you do to make me smile like non stop..
My man.
我的老公. 我的 best friend.
Angels in Disguise.
We won't stop until somebody calls the cops And even then we'll start again and just pretend that Nothing ever happened.
Always there for me.
The happiness of the domestic fireside is the first boon of Heaven; and it is well it is so, since it is that which is the lot of the mass of mankind.
Us.
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