Looks across rooms. A second of weakness. Enough to make you, melt into the floor. That’s what I wake up in the morning for.
The human heart was—and remains—a mystery to me. But I’m learning. I have to. —Anthony Bourdain
The human heart was—and remains—a mystery to me. But I’m learning. I have to. —Anthony Bourdain
Looks across rooms. A second of weakness. Enough to make you, melt into the floor. That’s what I wake up in the morning for.
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