By: Linda M. Crate i was the girl that was too trusting i believed everything you had to say, and i didn’t conceive the thought you were just being charming to get what you wanted; it was all a game…
By: Linda M. Crate it’d be different maybe if i knew you, and you knew me; but i don’t have a clue who you are, and you’re asking me out? it’s an insult to everything i am; there’s no need…