She dies, she breathes.
Day 6:
She Cries. She bleeds.
Being guilt tripped into shit isn't my idea of a good time.
Laura, sorry I couldn't be with you on your birthday, but what you've said this morning makes me not want to see you.
She Cries. She bleeds.
Being guilt tripped into shit isn't my idea of a good time.
Laura, sorry I couldn't be with you on your birthday, but what you've said this morning makes me not want to see you.