He rarely woke up early to have coffee with me.
He made me a sandwich.
He kissed me a thousand times in just a night.
I love waking up next to him, and one morning, he said "Good Morning, Ugly!".
All happen in just a half week.
Sep 20, 2016
Sep 20, 2016 at 10:35 PM UTC
He rarely woke up early to have coffee with me.
He made me a sandwich.
He kissed me a thousand times in just a night.
I love waking up next to him, and one morning, he said "Good Morning, Ugly!".
All happen in just a half week.
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