"Perhaps we’re not magic anymore. Perhaps we’re just comfortable. We just know our way around one another. We know which wounds to cauterize and which to let bleed."
Today is my birthday and I’m ending the day feeling like a satisfied, sleepy sloth, gently being carried away by a bagillion balloons!
I relate to this on a religious level.
HAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA THAT IS THE SINGLE GREATEST FACE A DOG HAS EVER HAD EVER