Name is so thankful for all my friends who are in a relationship. Yeah, reminds me of how thankful I am to GOD that I am single.
Roses are red. Violets are blue. I like spaghetti. Let's bang.
When I drink alcohol. Everyone says I'm alcoholic, but when I drink Fanta, no one says I'm fantastic.
I am so blissfully happy to have found the perfect man. Just the thought of you makes my heart race and my knees get weak. I'm crazy about you.
I'm leaving for our own good, now I am happy, how about you? People cry not because they are weak, it's because they've been strong for too long.
I'm not single. I'm riding solo and loving it.
It seems to me that the harder I try the harder I fall.
Without me, my coffee is useless.
You're special to me in every way. Thank you for being who you are.
I am perfectly happy being his friend, in fact I love it. I just have this incredible urge to kiss him, that doesn't go away. And this feeling that we would be perfect together.
I don’t miss him, I miss who I thought he was.
I don't need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.