Hollie. 34. Bama born and raised. Sports and music are my life. My teams: Alabama Crimson Tide, Pittsburgh Steelers and Penguins. NASCAR is my passion. Kasey Kahne, Bubba Wallace, Ryan Blaney, John Hunter Nemechek and Chase Elliott are my favorite drivers. Heartstopper and Stranger Things obsessed. Marvel hoe - especially Captain America and LOML Bucky Barnes. Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson, Joseph Quinn, Steddie and Taylor Swift own me.
“What’s this?” Alex huffs impatiently. “The key to my mom’s house in Texas,” he says, winding a hand back into Henry’s hair. “I started wearing it when I moved here. I guess I thought it would remind me of where I came from or something—”
if you think i am annoying and loud enough about the rwrb movie these past weeks just you wait until the official release because I’M COMPLETELY GONNA BE UNHINGED AND I WON’T BE APOLOGIZING FOR IT.
“You were talking with Nora and June, happy and animated and fully alive, a person living in dimensions I couldn’t access, and so beautiful.”
“I thought, this is the most incredible thing I have ever seen, and I had better keep it a safe distance away from me. I thought, if someone like that ever loved me, it would set me on fire.”
“When I was younger,” Henry says, “I had this very elaborate idea of taking somebody I loved here and standing inside the chapel, that he’d love it as much as I did, and we’d slow dance right in front of the Blessed Mother. Just a … daft pubescent fantasy.”
