"I don't . . .." There it was again. That bitter reminder of just how little people I could turn to, despite all the names popping up on my phone. "Thanks, but I'm not gay. I'm not confused. I don't need your help. I was drunk. End of fucking...
"I don't . . .." There it was again. That bitter reminder of just how little people I could turn to, despite all the names popping up on my phone. "Thanks, but I'm not gay. I'm not confused. I don't need your help. I was drunk. End of fucking...