Hemingway is my lover and Elton John is my soulmate. Simon and Garfunkel are my best buds. Agatha Christie is the sister I never had. When I'm famous, Tennyson will be my speechwriter.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
David
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the sound that came out of my mouth isn’t human
(Source: ashleydear1111)
Is it creepy that I just knew right off the bat that this was a fake?
I’m actually speechless.
How do I get this man to fuck me?!
What gives him the right to be perfect?