We all have the same question. Why doesn’t love ever work for me, why does being in love is the hardest thing for me to do. Why doesn’t he lie about real shit but lie about petty shit. Why she say she love me on a Monday but dump me on a Tuesday
We all have the same question. Why doesn’t love ever work for me, why does being in love is the hardest thing for me to do. Why doesn’t he lie about real shit but lie about petty shit. Why she say she love me on a Monday but dump me on a Tuesday