I waited and waited and waited and waited and waited, FUCK YOU!
I’m 25 and still waiting for my first kiss.
Life isn’t my cup of tea.
My fashion sense is better than everyone I know but nobody appreciates.
I want a magazine man–not my husband that drinks beer and watches TV all day.
I would have gone anywhere, if you had only asked.
I still regret not having the courage to introduce myself to you on the train
I don’t know why you insist on sleeping in separate beds.