My girlfriend is the only woman on the planet that can make a salad sound tasty to me. It wasn’t sexual, or lust… just her making a salad, and it sounded dreamy.
That’s love.
My girlfriend is the only woman on the planet that can make a salad sound tasty to me. It wasn’t sexual, or lust… just her making a salad, and it sounded dreamy.
That’s love.
