You talkin' to me? Go ahead, make my day.

Gravatar God I hate you. And by hate, I mean love. And by love I mean I'm jealous. And by jealous, I mean green with envy yet happy for you, whom I hate.


Gravatar If it's any consolation, I'm jealous of me too. Feels like it was some other lucky fucker who got to go. I'm STILL, the next day, teary eyed and dreamy about it.

I hate (love) you to, KM.




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