What is about me that makes everybody want to cheat on their girlfriends with me?
Seriously, w.t.f.
And what is with me suddenly feeling bad about it? It's like Catholic guilt.
Except I'm not Catholic.
I miss the old me. The one who didn't care. Who didn't really have morals.
I used to be fun.
1 comment:
You're still fun!!! We share a brain I know this!
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