Stupid.
Dear U,
Some days, I feel like a yoyo and you’re manipulating the string.
I know I should cut myself loose.
Why don’t I? I don’t know. My usual approach is useless here. Perhaps I should just let things drift, eh?
Perhaps.
Dear U,
Some days, I feel like a yoyo and you’re manipulating the string.
I know I should cut myself loose.
Why don’t I? I don’t know. My usual approach is useless here. Perhaps I should just let things drift, eh?
Perhaps.
