The Moths- Valentine

There is also this option, for those of you less attached, that warns you against the kind of people no one warns you against, by which I mean nice guys you on like two dates with and then suddenly you’re imagining living in your exposed-brick, sun-drenched Butchertown brownstone with a cat named Burt Reynolds and a toddler named Finch and contemplating whether you should go out to that brunch place you’ve been wanting to try or if you should just make French toast before everyone wakes up.

Or whatever.


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