Too good to be true
That would be me. In the words of someone I held in high regard.
That would be me. In the words of someone I held in high regard.
Thank you, for dancing! Of course you though you were all by yourself, but I was walking behind you. I was for sure not listening to the same tune, but you raising your hands up in the air concert-like made me feel more entitled to feel happy for my own piece of good news.
I was going to submit this to Dear Old Love, then I decided against it. Love, you cannot leave with it, you cannot leave without it.
What a courageous move, to mix poetry with pictures of your dick. I think that really tells us how romantic you are!