How stupidly I have been behaving all day long. I have been waking up to a pile of work.
Cooking again, elaborately. Yes.
Being frantic to him. And only kept quiet, when he finally got tired of me.
And now he wants to photograph me.
How weird is love.
Cooking again, elaborately. Yes.
Being frantic to him. And only kept quiet, when he finally got tired of me.
And now he wants to photograph me.
How weird is love.
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