the-do-that-girl:

“How many do you smoke a day, son? “

"Umm 20 or 30 … I’d say it was none of your business,sir. “

hxcfairyhasmoved:

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

– Sonnet 116

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