There comes a point in your life when you realize who matters, who never did, who won’t anymore, and who always will. And in the end you learn who is fake, who is true and who would risk it all for you.
Rumors. Well at least you're spreading something else besides your legs.
If you're going to be two-faced at least make one of them pretty.
Fake friends are no different than shadows, they stick around during your brightest moments, but disappear during your darkest hours.
Rumors. Well at least you're spreading something else besides your legs.
If you're going to be two-faced at least make one of them pretty.
Fake friends are no different than shadows, they stick around during your brightest moments, but disappear during your darkest hours.