Smack, Smack, off you go.
He can’t get enough of me, When we join, You can’t tell where I begin or end, I love doing everything with him, I can’t get enough of him, Days where I feel down, I look to him, He smiles, All knowing, Never tries to comfort me, I seek comfort instead, Like a wet puppy…
This post is to make you repent on your sinful ways about the use of mousse. Its should be one of the must haves in a both genders hair product must haves.
I’m posting this here today so I can look back and smile and say “I’ve come a long way”, but first, anyone with a way to come out of this aspect of depression in my life?