Everything you say is worthwile to me. Even when you don't let me finish a sentence.
Tara KellyI love who you are. Because you accept me for who I am. You make me laugh, sometimes even at myself. And you make me happy.
Tara KellyThere are certain moments in life you can't miss.
Tara KellyFirst loves can fuck you up.
Tara KellyMots clés first-love
He'd probably spent as much time practicing scales as he had jacking off.
Tara KellyI really wanted something, giving myself permission to screw up wasn't an option
Tara KellyDave walked closer to me, his dark eyes combing my every move. "Do you always hold your guitar like that?"
I dropped my pick. "Do you always shop at Hot Topic?
Mots clés humor music funny musicians
Maybe I was being naive. Even stupid. I mean, who would trade Standford for being homeless? [...] But I had to know if I was meant to be a musician. Otherwise I'd spend the rest of my life regretting it. Asking myself... what if?
Tara KellyDo you have a name I asked?" I asked.
"Yes." He stared back at me, blinking.
"What is it?"
"Clover." He looked away and typed something into the computer. His mouth kept twitching, like he was trying to hold in laughter.
"Seriously?"
He pushed his sleeve up, giving me a view of a blue clover tattooed on his forearm. "I'm half Irish."
And half shithead.
He said, 'Jasmine actually seemed like part of the band tonight.'" A smile twitched his lips. "Then he questioned his sanity.
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