The house is so empty today. I really need some Tae. If he’d just slice me open and crawl into me like a Tauntaun I’d be so complete. Instead I’m telling a garbage dog to calm down because it rained and I am trying to motivate myself to work knowing that I’ll have to wait for the sweet dulcet voice of Tae will have to wait.
Does that make me your Han Solo?
i regret reading this
Well now I don’t regret making a blog about Tae.