no one talks about how draining it is when your mood is constantly switching between "keep going, it'll get better" and "i can't do this anymore I'm about to give up"
Sundays are made for love guys. I don’t care who says what. Nna I wanna cook or be cooked for, share a good bottle of wine, listening to soul music, beard getting wet as I eat her out. That’s not too much to ask!!!