I have tragic case of phantom hair. Everybody mock me for brushing & flicking my long beautiful luscious locks back all the time because they are ‘non-existent’ but im touching them in the astral realm. Have ptsd from our separation also
as a habitual boyfriend stealer, feeding him a sandwich is paramount to the process. no 2 knew what she was doing but that doesn’t make it wrong. don’t get in the boxing ring of love if you don’t know how to punch
I <3 to write because you basically just say stuff you think. and the point is to get people to go Ughhh so true. i endeavour to seduce the soul & extract my chorus of 'exactlyyyy's, a choir of 'ive been saying this'es