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The homie Nick was lucky enough to be in the same room as the WS 2010 trophy at the j-o-b today and tried to make me feel as if I was there. Blurry, but it’s the thought that counts! I cry now. And NO, I’m STILL not over it.
You lie to me, I lay under you. You tell me how much you like me and I don't know what to do. I make excuses for you to make excuses for myself. I take too many shots when you're the one bad for my he
I manifested him. A true partner. A motivator. A man that makes me laugh and feel sexy. Someone on the same team. Someone that gives me a safe space to communicate. And superficially - someone with a