Hello

What can I do? I'm fucked up just like you. I'd like to deny it, but it's just too fucking true. It's so fucking weird, like my foot's in your shoe. From the moment we met, I already knew you. We grew up with different families, We ran with different crews, but still turned out so similar, with the same mindset and views. Why haven't we met sooner? I have no fucking clue. Let's run off and get married, and get matching tattoos. You're something special, not just a quick screw. So if you're looking for some years together, I happen to have a few. ©rachelezell27