Sometimes I mindlessly facebook stalk the men of my past and wonder how the fuck I got such attractive men.
Then I see pictures of their tattoos of the outline of Italy and I’m like, “Oh. There it is. That’s how.”
Sometimes I mindlessly facebook stalk the men of my past and wonder how the fuck I got such attractive men.
Then I see pictures of their tattoos of the outline of Italy and I’m like, “Oh. There it is. That’s how.”