Why are we so complicated? We need these … distractions. I don’t understand. If you love someone, you should act like it.
We always believe our worst reviews.
“you were great.”
I should tell him he’s great more often. I always make it about me. What about him? What does he want to do? Well besides only what I want to do and “me.” How does he feel? I don’t have a clue but I can help it along with some positive feedback. He needs to feel loved too. Even though… I’m very loving. And not just in bed.