its always in the qoutes
"Somehow, you can never muster up the energy to genuinely - fight for me"
This is how I feel about all the men , scratch that, almost all the men I have ever met. I can only think of one who has fought for me and Ive already told him I appreciated him sticking around.
What the fuck is the rest of ya'lls excuse?
The thing is, if someone did fight for me, to be with me, to expand my view, it would definitely be very very easy to have my heart. If that was their goal I mean.
Maybe the problem is it seems to always be my pants not my heart.
Who knows.
This is how I feel about all the men , scratch that, almost all the men I have ever met. I can only think of one who has fought for me and Ive already told him I appreciated him sticking around.
What the fuck is the rest of ya'lls excuse?
The thing is, if someone did fight for me, to be with me, to expand my view, it would definitely be very very easy to have my heart. If that was their goal I mean.
Maybe the problem is it seems to always be my pants not my heart.
Who knows.