Let Me Die Here
Have you ever been so heartbroken, you don’t recognize yourself or where you are or who you’re with?
Have you ever been so heartbroken, you don’t recognize yourself or where you are or who you’re with?
What is a femme’s love language? Gifts.
Kissing in the blue dark, drunk and I am seeing stars…
6. Getting to kiss hot girls, duh.
The worst thing that ever happened to me, EVER.
You don’t compliment me.
No good deed goes unpunished.
You start sentences with “back in my day…”
So what did I learn? Trust. No. One.
Go beyond the tired white jeans and white blazer lesbian uniform!