I'm trying.
Trying to fit into those little pieces.
But,it seems. I don't.
I keep coming back to where i am,
at square one again.
In case you haven't notice.
Neither am i or am i going to interfere.
In the matter with yours & hers.
Because,i'm tired.
Tired of being the nice one,
& yet ending me at the losing end.
Great,isn't it?
Ahh yes. It doesn't pays to be kind.
But,i can't deny.
Imissyou.
& thank you.
Now,i got a aching feet.
All thanks to boyfriend!
HAHAHAHA.
But,he's worst.
He got blue black all over his thighs!
Thanks to me!
Wrestling dok! Brutal!
HAAAAA!
withh lovee;
EFF.
