It was all just a little friend ship..at first. He knows I'm the Preachers Daughter and he knows how my daddy is, but he doesn't care what they say......he wants me......and I want him. They tried to judge us and tear us apart. Opposites don't match.... who told you that lie! We fit together like white on rice, peanut butter on jelly. Why? Cause I was his good good and he was my bad dirty little secretWszelkie Prawa Zastrzeżone