I fall asleep to The Holiday so often, I think I have memorized it via dreams.
And I think I've also somehow turned sex into a new form of self loathing.
Oddly. I am happy. And my boobs/belly are sunburned. Sweet.
And I think I've also somehow turned sex into a new form of self loathing.
Oddly. I am happy. And my boobs/belly are sunburned. Sweet.
arielle:
thanks for your sweet comment darling