by thedogman77004
They want you to give up so they foisted on you life's little waiting games to wear you down and drain you and tack on another surrender.
They want you to give up so they foisted on you life's little waiting games to wear you down and drain you and tack on another surrender.
gone tomorrow.. life is what you make it. The grass is not always greener further away but it tires you out getting there with the mower.