It’s better that I love you in person, but I can’t stand you online.
Maybe I’ll call you, we’ll hang out, and you’ll call me by my new last name.
Your silver linings dull and break because your love was never shiny.
Your husband’s an ass. Is there ever a good time to say this to you?
“I don’t even know why she still talks to him” behind my back even though I encouraged you to face your HIM, so that you could move on like I did, like I will “date anyone with a pulse” is what you told someone about me and you, one-on-one it’s better it’s real it’s honestly why do you bring me down? is it so you’re not alone? because you’ve been alone for so long I […]
The point where passion turns to comfort: Is it love? Or the end of us?
Cartoons on Sunday leftover pizza for you cereal for me and a shared glass of rosé.