“Mirrors make everything, like, 100 times kinkier…”
I feel like I owe myself a present or something.
On another note, someone needs to notify the police; there’s been a murder.
…’cause I just killed that midterm! Yeah, yeah, I’m silly.
“…are meant to be a part of your life. Others are only meant to be appearances.”
In spite of everything, all the problems and the heartache and suffering, I’m glad that we’re where we are today. I’m glad you’re not just a passing memory. I told you I loved you, and I don’t think that ever really changed. Maybe in a way it’s a little different, but the same sentiment is still there.