I want to tell a story. When I was in like 3rd grade, I went with my mom while she dropped some drugs off (yes, she was). Anyways. She left me in the car. This guys comes out to โwatchโ me and itโs just me and him. He looks over and asks. โYou donโt know what a haiku is, do you?โ
Yโall be talking about marriage is just a piece of paper until they put you in that man obituary as his special friend. I put my daddy girlfriend in there as his โloyal companionโ like she was a German shepherd.