I had w i n g s once, and they were s t r o n g. They could carry me above the clouds and into the headwinds, and they never faltered. Not even once. But they were stolen from me.
When you make a reference and someone actually gets it
I’m in love with this photo! 😻😻
I suppose one could call it “A Gentleman’s Guide to Murder” or should I say “Love and Murder”?
It’s good to be bad