"But Derek, I love you, in a really, really big pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your window, unfortunate way that makes me hate you, love you. So pick me, choose me, love me."
Ugh. Ok, it turns out I can't just turn off my boner for Hillary because she flip-flopped over Iraq AND thinks she has to be manly to win. That is TRUE love, Meredith Grey.
if you're having girl problems i feel bad for you son...
Posted by Miss Neeraja at 1:59 PM
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