Just finished watching Breakfast At Tiffany's and I cried. I cried because she's lovely it hurts, I am kidding. Seriously, I hope to find my Paul someday. And maybe my own Cat.
“You know what’s wrong with you, Miss Whoever-you-are? You’re chicken, you’ve got no guts. You’re afraid to stick out your chin and say, “Okay, life’s a fact, people do fall
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