I cried myself to sleep last night.
I cried most of the morning at work, too.
I might be getting over her. I might not.
I have this mantra that kind of helps me: "She's a fucking cunt."
I cried most of the morning at work, too.
I might be getting over her. I might not.
I have this mantra that kind of helps me: "She's a fucking cunt."
**kisses**