With a little help of my friends I've become a lazy, fat girl and fucking enjoying it. No goals, no dreams, just long night walks and disgusting stuffs from our past.
Punishments and going out for one drink. But yeah, when was the last time we had only one.
You always remind me that I promised to quit. Everything. I never told you I don't lie. Most off all to myself.
How can i make you stop. Where is the off button dear.
All i wanted from you was to call me "daddy" and make me happy.
Now go ahead and make me your daddy happy love.