For the first 9m of our relationship, we lived 2 hrs apart, & spent every weekend together. Daddy kept this polaroid of me on his night stand. We have lived together for 2y now & he still keeps it at his desk. On this day last year, we got engage
Mr. Torgue: "So it's like, wait, am I the bad guy? Or were the so called bad guys not as bad as I thought? Moral ambiguity. Taste the inner Nietzschean confliflict motherf*cker! (The abyss gazes into you).