Love to me was honesty. Being real. Knowing someone’s best and worst. Love was a push that said someone believed in you when you didn’t. Love was effort and time.
Ljubica Vujasinovicцитирует20 дней назад
When you want something bad enough, you can always make it happen.
Ranti Fadilahцитирует9 месяцев назад
And apparently, James had a giant dick.
Ranti Fadilahцитирует9 месяцев назад
And apparently, James had a giant dick.
Ranti Fadilahцитирует9 месяцев назад
And apparently, James had a giant dick.
Ranti Fadilahцитирует9 месяцев назад
And apparently, James had a giant dick.
Ranti Fadilahцитирует9 месяцев назад
And apparently, James had a giant dick.
Ranti Fadilahцитирует9 месяцев назад
And your sister Ruby randomly whispered that her husband was in the army for over ten years.
Ranti Fadilahцитирует9 месяцев назад
“You don’t get to become good at anything without sacrificing something to make time.”