i want a lover i don't have to love
“Where is my mind?” Jim leaned his head against Seb’s chest, his voice airy and sing-song. “Where is my mind? Wh-ere is my m-i-nd?”
“Way out- in the water, see it swimmin,” Sebastian murmured as he held his dying cigarette at the edge of the tub.
Jim suddenly gave a concentrated giggle, his smile soon cracking into a grin as he entered breathless laughter. His shoulders began to shake as Sebastian felt a chuckle on his breath, the two quickly collapsing into a hysterical fit of laughter.
Sebastian made a wonderful Marla Singer.
Seb is actually alone in a bathtub
this is true guys