“And when her lips met mine, I knew that I could live to be a hundred and visit every country in the world, but nothing would ever compare to that single moment when I first kissed the girl of my dreams and knew that my love would last forever.”
— Nicholas Sparks, Dear John
You drink about it, smoke about it, don’t talk about it.
*gets stuck on a mission in a game* *doesn’t play for another 4234 years*
“I only write when I am falling in love, or falling apart.”