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@wewereupallnight
I think that [Michael Langdon]ās a very sexual being in and of himself. But he doesnāt have a preference. He brings out the desires in peopleās hearts, whether thatās for power, whether thatās for sex, whether thatās to kill a family member. So he really leans into whatever the person is feeling in their heart and in their body and thatās his sexuality. Thatās what turns Langdon on. I know that he doesnāt have a preference. Iāve been playing him without a preference.
one year. one fucking year. #metoo
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april 8 (2017)
today makes exactly one year since we met in person. can you believe that? one whole year. and itās been months since weāve even spoken, but i will never forget this date. that was a great day. i had never been so excited to meet another person and never felt more blissful than i was in that moment. meeting you was warm and comforting. it was exhilarating and rich. i often think of that first night we shared together and how fucking incredible it was. just natural, genuine company. it was absolutely love at first sight for me. smelling you for the first time, feeling you for the first time, tasting you, was truly a privilege. it was like meeting someone that i had been waiting on for years. like finally being able to come home. i may not have shown it, but you really took my breath away so many times that night. the polaroids, the music, the bracelet, the laughs. i doubt that you ever even think of me these days. iām sure that youāve washed your hands of what we had. but just know that one year ago today, there was nowhere that i would have rather been than right there with you. every day in between as well. maybe if the timing was different we would have made it, who knows. i still fantasize about our cabin in the woods, all the plans that we made and the love that we shared. your love is an island, and iām scorched in the sands of it. te amo tanto. and thank you.
mi corazón late solo por ti. eso nunca ha cambiado solo quiero que lo sepas. hola amor, mi amigo invencible. espero que estés bien.
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a keepsake not kept
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fuck you.
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google just made me so emo
oh my god I canāt stop crying
From a strictly marketing standpoint. This is the best ad of all time. Likeā¦well fucking done Google.
Iām not crying youāre crying
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