you kind of remind me of scars on my arms
that i hid as best i could.
that i covered with ink, but in the right kind of light
they still bleed through.
showing that there are some things i just cannot change
no matter what i do.
it’s good to see you,
but i really must admit
there’s an odor in the air
and i think you look like shit.
Hot Chicks and Bacon Sandwiches - In It For The Tank
"bacon sandwiches and hot chicks.
that there’s the fucking shit.”
This is the moment I fell in love with Bilbo. Because I understand this expression to the depths of my soul.