You made it through my first confessions.You survived my teasing smiles, my wicked little truths…barely. But let’s be…
Some girls tell you everything.They pour their little hearts out, hoping you’ll think they’re good and sweet. Not…
They always think they’re in control at first.That they’re the ones choosing me.That I’m just some sweet, soft…
You want to worship me? Cute. But don’t you dare ask for my hand, baby.You beg for the…
Let’s get one thing straight:I’m not high maintenance — I’m high standards. You don’t just love spoiling a…