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What tattoo would I, a licensed tattoo artist, give Ruthie? Whatever she asked for. Let her go, please.”
Ooohhh 😊
So that’s what it feels like to be visible for a few long moments. Like touching a live wire.
He’s a beautiful black cat, dropping feathers and ivy leaves on my doormat. He’s given me nothing but kindness, friendship, and the diamond sparkles in his tortoiseshell eyes. In my tiny universe, he’s showered me in riches.
You're fully in love my dude
“It hurts that you don’t know you’re lovely, exactly how you are. You don’t need to change. You don’t need to put on a dress, like it’s going to fix something. You don’t have anything that needs fixing.”
“You’re the thousand-dollar dress on the rack in this thrift store and I can’t believe no one’s picked you up yet.”
“Seems like a lot of people have been telling you what you’re like. It’s time to decide if you believe them.”
“Brown-eyed sublime being. She of soft, deep cardigan pockets. Bubble-bath taker. Pool jumper. Cheese provider. Sunset glower. Heaven sent.”
Teddy smiles brightly, then reflexively looks at me, and I’m in love.
No shit sherlock
Maybe they were both in love with the same man.
Are you dumb?! They're a fucking couple dude. It's beyond obvious.
All I know for sure is, Teddy Prescott loves me, and he is not holding it in anymore. Best of all: I believe him.
The sisters are dressed and ready, practicing their dance moves in their living room.
They aren't sisters you little idiot. They're a couple.
We never had children. But you, dear Ruthie Maree, are the closest we ever got. You and Theodore. We’re going to leave the door unlocked tonight. In case he comes back.”
THEY ARE WIVES YOU FUCKING DIMWIT
The Parlonis are not sisters.
You don't say 👀🙄
