Sinner3211

I don't give a shit what everybody has to say, Lex Luthor tops Clark Kent in every universe. 
          
          All it took was one look at that gay ass puppy eyes and one of those bvttholes never saw broad daylight again. I am dead serious.

"For twenty years, I lived by your side as a woman. I didn't want to tell you, because I wanted to be something else. If I told you then, things might not change between us. But I, more than anything, wanted you to choose me as your partner and won't regret it."

No but here's what bugs me, Rusty is a bonafide male fantasy written to be Danny's partner. To have someone so empty of a shell yet completely in it for your grand scheme, to have him take care of the little details behind the scenes while you can be the head of the plan, to have somewhere to come back to when your marriage failed,... Oh my god, Rusty Ryan is a woman written by a man.

"Well, it was around the time you started dating her, and I was in spirals again—"
          
          "What do you mean"again"?"
          
          "Obviously there were other times when I've convinced myself this was hopeless, and that I should stop seeing you guys for a while."
          
          "My god, Sharky, you're a lost case, you know that?"

Tôi vẫn nhớ như in những câu văn mình viết của hai năm về trước, 
          
          "T.A. chẳng biết tay nó đang buông thõng ở đâu nữa, cả thân người nó giờ chỉ còn là hai bờ môi, tan vào trong môi anh choáng ngợp. Sóng mặn gặp cát dài, ánh trăng khuya chạm ngọn hải đăng, và chắc là có con tu hú nửa đêm bay ngang cánh rừng để về tổ; hết thảy đều không còn một mình giữa muôn vàn."
          
          Ước gì lại tìm được một cơn say đủ mê man.
          

Wow, watching two attractive leads falling in love really is NOT the right thing for me right now as I was still on about "meet you at the right time, this is what it feels like" and "you shouldn't have to fight to be loved". 

My rainbow sorbet

Oh, to lay your hand so casually on his thigh without anyone noticing and pointing out the obvious (that's you are desperately in love).
          
          Maybe it's just me but I feel like love has hid its way into the most ordinary moments, because if you have to be something excellent to find love, then it's not actually for you.

I, still, haven't gotten over that one fanfic title Quyinn quoted from a song, "collarbones begin to crack"
          
          Hit me like a dead leaf in the rain every time, wtf?

Wow, friends-to-lovers truly will be my demise, huh? No matter which direction got me to my new interest, I will find my way back to "(best) friends to lovers". They live in my mind, I know it.