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“You’re my boyfriend. Fuckin’ deal with it.”
The precious asshole laughs.
They are so cute stop rn
There’s my Grumpy Bear, I think fondly.
“One day, I’m gonna hold your hand in public, and not feel like I’m dying when I do it.”
“You’re really kind of beautiful. You know that?”
“Boys aren’t supposed to be beautiful.”
“Bullshit.”
“I hate you.”
“No, you don’t,”
Just when I thought I had nothing left to give him, he goes and finds another piece of my heart to steal. Doesn’t he already realize it’s all his?
“I feel bad for those who never find what we have. But I feel even worse for those who do and never let themselves love as much as I love you.”
They’re my family. Blood might be thicker than water, but us? We’ve got thorns.
“Hey, City Boy,”
“Hey, what?”
“I’m happy.”
“Come on, Rockstar,”
“Show me what you got.”
Shit’s not perfect—far fucking from it. But if there’s anything I’ve learned these last few months, it’s that we don’t need perfect. We just need each other. Waylon and me… This little family of misfits…
I’m sobbing. The found family hits so fucking hard
“Where there’s a will, there’s a way,”
“A reminder,”
“that the sun will always ri...
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“You just need to find a way to make it thro...
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