daffa amar
he’s so good looking, he probably got a free pass to heaven. and he’s nice to boot. like, really nice. like, annoyingly nice.
He’s the kind of guy who could make a saint jealous. And a saint would still pick him over a sandwich.
He’s so nice, I want to punch him and kiss him at the same time.
He’s the only person who could make me forget my own name. And I didn’t even need a drink for that.