And it was not your fault, but mine
And it was your heart on the line
It’s too good. Far too good. Foul play, I sense?
If you threw a cupcake against the wall, you would hear something of a “poof!” If you threw a muffin, you would hear a “thud!”
Has anything ever been said this well?
All the birds are singing cause you’re gonna die
dont je morai, s’esperance ne me retient
but damn it all to fuck, it’s just compensating for something else or whatever.