I am so tired. It just seems to be one thing after another. So I stay home by myself and retreat like a hermit.
You’ve chosen to slap the “infidelity” label on his actions, and now you feel compelled to have a full-blown my-boyfriend-cheated-on-me meltdown.
 

Outside the Punk Show

You were wearing leapord print and I was in the fur. I'm not a punk rocker, but I'll pretend to be one again if I can kiss you on the street some more like I did last night. Holler back blondie ;)
When: 
2013-02-09 00:00:00
Where: 
Lanalous
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