This is the question I asked the Magic 8 Ball earlier. It answered back “doubtful”.
I don’t think you’ll ever look at me in that way again, and that is the worst feeling in the fucking world.
Happy 67th Birthday Stephen King
(September 21, 1947)
take me back to your bed,
i love you so much that it hurts my head.
i don’t mind you under my skin,
i’ll let the bad parts in.
Ended up in the hospital again today. Robert Wood Johnson has honestly become my home away from home