Harry Burke
Harry Burke
Harry Burke
Harry Burke
Harry Burke
Harry Burke
Harry Burke
Harry Burke
Harry Burke
Harry Burke
Harry Burke
Harry Burke
Harry Burke
Harry Burke
Harry Burke
Harry Burke
Harry Burke
Harry Burke
Confession:
“we were fucking for a few months whilst she was still with her boyfriend”
this is bad writing
this is bad writing and its boring to read
"We're not fucking we're fucking in love ok"
Love is forever, aand
Life is the thing that you make when you’re free
ah jealousy
Can we live together
can we
the remarkable question.