two headlights shine through the sleepless night
21. Sydney, Australia.
I watch too much tv and lack any form of a life. hey.
★ Chuck and Blair (before he sold her for a hotel)C: I haven’t slept, I feel sick, like there’s something in my stomach… fluttering.
B: Butterflies? Oh no no no, this is not happening.
C: No one is more suprised or ashamed than I am.
B: Chuck, you know that I adore all of God’s creatures and the metaphors that they inspire, but those butterflies have got to be murdered.