One, don't pick up the phone
You know he's only calling
'Cause he's drunk and alone
Two, don't let him in
You have to kick him out again
Three, don't be his friend
You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the mornin'
And if you're under him
You ain't getting over him
I got new rules, I count 'em
Ashley Graham
sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. as lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. you just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. you meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. i don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something!!!!!!!
do you ever just sit around and think I’m in my twenties.
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This is wonderful news.
The 70s were a magical time
God bless the 70s and its devil may care pink shorts
The gay energy emanating from this is off the fucking charts
“Ladies don’t start fights, but they can finish them!” The Aristocats (1970)
