Beautiful hands you’ve got. Brutal. Warm hands… cold heart. (…) Don’t fall in love with me. It’s not the same thing, you know. Loving friends.
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I’m not you dirty private postcard, Joe. I own my body. Tits. Cunt. Yeah. I can say those words. And I’m not ashamed of them. And I’m not ashamed of anything I’ve ever done.
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Now we’re together, I’m not lonely anymore. When we were apart, it was like I wanted a fag all the time and never being able to have one
Room at the Top (2012)
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