its hot i dont want to take this final
Marilyn photographed by John Florea, 1953.
Four different guys that I either used to talk to or hook up with have hit me up today on separate occasions telling me that they miss me. Why? For some reason whenever I’m happy the people from my past start to flock back to me. I am not interested in their games anymore and I don’t like when people tell me that they miss me, it makes me uncomfortable.
The before and after. Make up makes a huge difference.