An unmade bed, a cat on my head, lover at my side. Who could ask for anything more.
Earl’s quote of the night: “Where’s the rest of the fuckin’ blankets?”
Ain’t love grand.
An unmade bed, a cat on my head, lover at my side. Who could ask for anything more.
Earl’s quote of the night: “Where’s the rest of the fuckin’ blankets?”
Ain’t love grand.