それが手放したとき

I don’t know about you, but I was let go

if a girl doesn’t answer you, it means she fainted with happiness when you wrote to her

that's how we live

that's how we live

Yesterday afternoon I was returning home with my girlfriend, when I let go of her hand to take out my phone and take this photo, she got angry with me and didn’t talk to me again that day. but let's be honest, how often have you seen a dog driving around the city?

-Hello, how did you get there?) -This is his girlfriend, who are you? and why the fuck are you writing to him? -let’s start with the fact that stop calling yourself “his girlfriend” as if it makes you special, you’re his 11th, if I’m not mistaken. secondly, I am the one who can make you his ex-girlfriend in a short time. Now let's start from the beginning. How did my brother get there? fucked up