I don't remember how the blonde messed things up nor am i sure if he's even related to whatever happened, it's just that as soon as I saw him something inside me flinched and tensed from anger, it's like instinct. my intuition is telling me I don't like that guy.
I don't remember how the blonde messed things up nor am i sure if he's even related to whatever happened, it's just that as soon as I saw him something inside me flinched and tensed from anger, it's like instinct. my intuition is telling me I don't like that guy.