the year is 2066. physical contact has been outlawed. hug dealers tenderly embrace people in the dead of night and shady people hold hands in dark streets
So I’m like:
DW gets it.
They’ll make you say, “awwwww,” but not in the cute way.
Reblogging, because opening Tumblr to see a wall of multiple me-faces all talking at me frightened me, and I want the same to happen to you.
“I think your luck is finally changing.”
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