Married young , with a trouble past , trying to fix this marriage that is falling apart by the second. Was he really the one that dare cheat on me? Wasn't I pretty enough for him? Did our past mean shit to him , was this all just an act for his win and say i was a good wife . I was his china doll , to play with , to break . his dying beauty queen was only a broken rag doll . He was my addict druggy with his fake ass love he loved to shoot up .
Karagdagang detalye