He sat up. He smiled. Something heavy and winged took off from his chest. Eleanor hadn't written him a letter, it was a postcard.
Just three words long.
#eleanor&park #lovegoals
He sat up. He smiled. Something heavy and winged took off from his chest. Eleanor hadn't written him a letter, it was a postcard.
Just three words long.
#eleanor&park #lovegoals
#stolenfromtwitter 'The brightness of his waistcoats, and his insatiable appetite for all things, shielded a shrewdness which which undetected by most; that Cora had picked it out on first meeting had made him more or less her slave' #sexywaistcoats #acynicnomore
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