I striked devin across the face in anger. "You come back home and suddenly your Mr. Hot shot. Where's the Dylan that i use to know?"
He shrugged his shoulders and stuffed his hands into his pocket. "No where to be found."
As those words that spille...
It feels like forever since i saw him two weeks ago. It was my fault i just have to accept that. I chased him away like i always did. I laid my head in my throw pillow. I love him,and when we did have sex,it felt actually real. god our life is like a slideshow: