It’s an impulsive thing
But we caught the other
Climbed into bed with all our previous lovers
Gets crowded in there
There’s no more affairs
—No more affairs
It’s an impulsive thing
But we caught the other
Climbed into bed with all our previous lovers
Gets crowded in there
There’s no more affairs
—No more affairs
Centennial Theme by One by Four Studio. Powered by Tumblr.
