“He walks away, The sun goes down, He takes the day but I’m grown…” I won’t tell you that you’re handsome like that stripper. Beauty is such a relative term and it’s everywhere. I see it now in the…
“He walks away, The sun goes down, He takes the day but I’m grown…” I won’t tell you that you’re handsome like that stripper. Beauty is such a relative term and it’s everywhere. I see it now in the…