Martha wants Jackie, Jackie wants William, but William wants Leroy
Been thinking a lot about what love looks like. I'd really like to read the morning paper over scrambled eggs and toast I prepared for two and brush my teeth in good company. I wouldn't even mind doing somebody else's laundry. I've got an acute attack of domesticity. I'm even looking forward to having a kid and raising him to be a badass motherfucker. Stick that in your craw.