These represent precisely how I feel on Valentine’s Day, on which I’ve been single for twenty years to the day. Imagine the mess of gooey heart sludge or whatever the byproduct of lovesickness is if I were dating someone.
(Source: what-do-i-wear)
These represent precisely how I feel on Valentine’s Day, on which I’ve been single for twenty years to the day. Imagine the mess of gooey heart sludge or whatever the byproduct of lovesickness is if I were dating someone.
(Source: what-do-i-wear)
