listening to lana del rey is perfect for when you’re in those heroin shooting on the lap of a man whos older than your dad kind of moods
“Effy: I went crazy when I was with you. I can’t let that happen again. Love’s not supposed to do that. You made me go mad.
Freddie: You’re making me mad now, Effy. And that’s exactly what love’s supposed to do.”
There is a few days in the year I’m just not able to enjoy because of what happened at that time in the past.
Quand j’ai découvert le prix des summer pole camp.
Quand tu découvres les photos prises pendant le cours de pole… (gros ventre, cellulite, bourrelés, expressions faciales improbables, les 4 )