Everytime I take off a dress I think I can get away with just unzipping it to my waist but then I remember my hips don’t lie
I don’t think I’d die without Nick
But I’d be very very lonely
I love being in a relationship but I kinda miss my space…
I’m starting to feel clusterfucked
I’m sorry, but if lesbians can control themselves in a girls only changing room with ass naked woman waltzing around. Then I figure men should be able to control them selves with clothed girls walking down the street. Just a thought.