The Lad's a Lad, a Lad

Shevese went home with his friend. Classy move and ere. But covisly, again, dont it alway seem to go. He'd only gone in my garrage, got a ladder and climbed up the side of mymitisin, my bedroom window,. thinking he was cheating. It us wo a. See, its ready creepy and weird. Bat you actually, you findin it? No, onde, i cared that. Conestly cann't work you out. And you are literally like, e the lucky girl. Gi, me, one in our bed, one at our window, and our lai. Im jealous. We should all