the quiet show of support from kim despite his own nerves... the playful ribbing between the two of them... the image of kim lending a crying harry his handkerchief, doing what he can to dry this broken man's tears....... these moments are really making me feel some type of way alright
Messaging people for the first time is so hard. What am I supposed to say? Like, "You seem really odd and your blog intrigues me. Do you want to have philosophical conversations or perhaps talk about fictional characters?" What! Whatever. I will just follow you back and stare at your blog with my big beautiful brown eyes.
The face you make when your best friends are talking about their slow burn little date nights with their crushes while you are secretly blowing their crushes' best friend's mind and back out with the active fucking you two are engaged in since day one....
#1 rule of residing in HussyVille is we don't talk about HussyVille