drink with me, to days gone by.
to the life, that used to be.
at the shrine of friendship never say die
here’s to you, and here’s to me…
Did you get my text?
WHEN HE WAS A YOUNG WARTHOGWHEN I WAS A YOUNG WARTHOOOOOOOOG
there are 3 types of people in the world: those that call him Flynn, those that call him Eugene and those that have no clue what I’m talking about
why did you choose to lean on a man you knew was falling?
I am glad you are here with me. Here at the end of all things, Sam.