- Rich Girl: My Daddy bought me this! And this, and this, and OMG this!!
- Me: Good Luck, Honey, when you move out.
My idea of a sad break-up: He cheats, breaks your heart and doesn’t care. What I would do after: Get a tub of Ice-Cream, make a playlist of Adele and Taylor Swift songs and get my cry on. :P
There’s this place, its called heaven, but your just a piece of it meant for me.
- Me” —
“There’s this thing called love, but I haven’t found it yet.”
I’m pretty much new here… don’t know how to work this…. :P