Wait till y’all find out that the same people begging for love actually are the first to run from it once they’re presented with a real opportunity to experience it.
I was asked, 'who is your best friend?' I don't know. I don't use language like that anymore. It doesn't fit. I have friends that hold the keys to different doors of my personality. And some open my heart. Some my laughter. Some my sin. Some my inner child