The language of love
At which stage do you cave?
Sometimes the only good is found in “good riddance”
Aw c’mon Mom, not while the guys are watching
Sometimes life grabs you with its horns instead
Their reaction to our monkeyshines
The language of love
At which stage do you cave?
Sometimes the only good is found in “good riddance”
Aw c’mon Mom, not while the guys are watching
Sometimes life grabs you with its horns instead
Their reaction to our monkeyshines