I Remember
I remember… the flutter in my stomach walking up to your door, wondering what your reaction would be to see …
I remember… the flutter in my stomach walking up to your door, wondering what your reaction would be to see …
Why I was drinking red wine by myself on a Friday night: It’s the freaking weekend, duh. I started a new …
I don’t know who the “theys” are, but they say that when you are trying to get over someone, to …