After the 4th time its like:
Dakota Skye, 2008
I still have the dream sometimes. I do. I come home from the store and find you on my doorstep with a suitcase. And not your entire wardrobe. Just a carry-on, a duffel bag. We don’t say anything, but you have this look in your eye that kills me. It just… And I unlock the door and let you in. And that’s it. That’s the dream. When I wake up, I wake up happy, vibrating for a few seconds with my head in the sand…content. Then it goes away, and you go away. I really don’t want to get out of bed then because it’s cold out there, but I do.
I get up. Life goes on.
This is disgusting. I love it.
I can just imagine his wife yelling at him “YOU COCKY LITTLE SHIT!”
Is he wearing a blazer over a leather jacket?
hahahahahhaa. he is. new style. catch on guys.
CAN RDJ JUST WRITE A BOOK ON HOW TO BE A GOD
don’t get me wrong I love Hawai’i but here its mostly work and little play and well when I come home its gonna be all play baby ;) get ready bitches because it’ll be summer and you will have zero excuses. I plan on making it count.