Sweet and simple, like a lady baker.
Post Script Teresa: Sometimes I wish we weren’t friends so that I could just jump you. Gorgeous. Oh, and not have boyfriends, so that that wouldn’t be considered cheating. Here’s some Pacey for you:
As I you, Gabby. I was actually thinking that today too. Strange. Anyway, Pacey. So…. so… yes.
Yeah dude, twas weird. I was like, lying in your bed at one point, and I think it may have been during Dawson’s Creek…but I was like….damn, I totes wouldn’t mind making out with Treesaw right now. Not to be creepy, you’re just hot. And I love you, obviously. Can’t say it enough.
