men think they want to talk to me and then they go fucking crazy trying to call me a gold digger over me asking them to plan and pay for a date… i have my own house, car and job and take myself and my girls on dates, why the fuck would i want you to invade any of my space
like i rlly loved him and no one understands about him belong my first and only and feeling like i never got the closure i needed even after everything
someone said “remember how he made you feel and look” and all i can see him as is the first friend i made here and first and only person to make me feel comfortable enough to love him