x365 - Ben C. (0)
Posted 2 March, 2009 in x365
You walked me to my car. A trumpet echoed. “Makes me miss my boyfriend,” I said, sabotaging our summer fling. I should have gone for you anyway; he dumped me in the fall.
You walked me to my car. A trumpet echoed. “Makes me miss my boyfriend,” I said, sabotaging our summer fling. I should have gone for you anyway; he dumped me in the fall.