quieting, the surrender beginning all too easy.
I wrote this poem about a sad soul who has fucked up one too many times and now it is too late to fix the damage that has been done.
Ladies don't feel pressured, they're owed nothing!
I wrote this poem about a sad soul who has fucked up one too many times and now it is too late to fix the damage that has been done.
Ladies don't feel pressured, they're owed nothing!