In dedication.
I used to believe that it is possible to get over EVERY single past love. I am woman, but in the most napoleonic form, therefore I hold down my strength at almost all the convenient times. It’s been like a love ain’t a thing to a G kinda mentality, you know? (Yeah, yeah)
But I beg to differ now. I’ll never get over my grandfather, and I’ll never get past it because he was too much of the greatest present. imissyoueveryday.
And that’s true love, kids.
