Let's go on littering my blog with random stuff. Here we go:
I don't smoke, but I like smoke itself. It's just the smell it leaves on you... I don't want to smell like an old I-wear-this-shirt-for-a-month-now bartender-alkoholoc.
Nice bra, isn't it? And I wouldn't even like it better in black. That's rare with me.
I think that's a bit unrealistic: The weight of his head would make the notebook shut in reality.