Tartes

Para fugir ao cookies, hoje há pies. Pushing Daisies até me fartar.

"I can’t even hug you? What if you need a hug? A hug can turn your day around.

I’m not a big fan of the hug.

Then you haven’t been hugged properly. It’s like an emotional Heimlich. Someone puts their arms around you and they give you a squeeze and all your fear and anxiety come shooting out of your mouth in a big wet wad and you can breathe again.

That’s fine for someone else to do if I’m choking on something other than emotion, but you can’t touch me."