Im not coming back too you beacuse i say here that some stupid bitch is telling you too call on the phone
Marry you? For what? So you can put farmhouse signs all over our house, dress our kids like little Mormons, quit your job to sell lularoe to your Facebook friends and monogram all of my shit? No way, lady, get that fucking cricut machine away from me.
This one-sided crush is going nowhere. It's gonna drag me straight to hell.