I waited all night
She said it would be alright
It was our last fight
How does it work?
Thanks for the kind words!
This had really sad and uncertain undertones! well done, you have new subsbriber!
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Thanks for the kind words!
This had really sad and uncertain undertones! well done, you have new subsbriber!