It's about your ad, darling. You are a strong southern man with a perfect ass and inky eyes and abs I could bounce a quarter off of. You play sensitive, troubled, violent men with a charm and a grace usually relegated to the British. You have replaced Clive Owen as my primary brooding delivery system.
But Walton, dearest, real men don't say "ephemeral."
But Walton, dearest, real men don't say "ephemeral."
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