summer

summer
but what does it even matter if my intentions are never good? my road to hell isn't paved with good intentions- or bad -it's just my road.
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Eylül 2016 tarihinde katıldı
I think Luke is proof that it doesn’t matter where you come from or who your family is—you can always be great if you’re true to yourself.”
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Henry sits on the prop couch next to him, perfect posture, and Alex smiles at him, making a show of looking comfortable in Henry’s company. Which is harder than it should be, because the stage lights suddenly make him uncomfortably aware of how fresh and handsome Henry looks for the cameras. He’s wearing a blue sweater over a button-down, and his hair looks soft. Whatever, fine. Henry is annoyingly attractive. That’s always been a thing, objectively. It’s fine. He realizes, almost a second too late, that Dottie is asking him a question.
Sayfa 38 - whatever fine
Alex steps out next, swaggering up beside Henry and throwing an arm over his shoulders. “Act like you like me!” Alex says cheerfully. Henry looks at him like he’s trying to choose between a million choice words, before tipping his head to the side and offering up a well-rehearsed laugh, putting his arm around Alex too. “There we go.”
Sayfa 37 - bakın burada henry'nin ne demesi gerekiyordu? "i dont have to be act like this. i ALREADY feel LIKE this." of ya
The ride to the studio for the interview is bumpy but mercifully quick. Alex should probably blame some of his queasiness on nerves but chooses to blame it all on this morning’s appalling breakfast spread—what kind of garbage country eats bland beans on white toast for breakfast? He can’t decide if his Mexican blood or his Texan blood is more offended.
Sayfa 36 - what kind of garbage country dhjfhf
“Are you done?” Alex asks. “I was on a call.” Henry blinks, then folds his arms over his chest, back on the defensive. “Of course. I won’t keep you.” As he leaves the kitchen, he pauses in the doorframe, considering. “I didn’t know you wore glasses,” he says finally.
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