It’s never really a surprise that Sam and I are friends.
One day I said, “I really love this jar,” before I realized how stupid it sounded.
But Sammy just answered, “I know! It’s so. . . satisfying.”
Sometimes it’s just so clear why the two of us get along.
He was working himself up over a boy,
“I don’t really like the way he dresses. . . . And what if I find somebody cuter. . . . And how does anyone ever get married??”
~beatrix
28.5.09
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tricycle
So many good looking people in the world how DOES someone get married... *sigh*.
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