I know. I don’t understand the whole cell phone fascination myself. You miss so much with your face buried in one. But maybe Mr. Dear is used to your many wonderful attributes. He already knows you are handsome and perfect and has grown immune to it all. He loves you, though.
I know. I don’t understand the whole cell phone fascination myself. You miss so much with your face buried in one. But maybe Mr. Dear is used to your many wonderful attributes. He already knows you are handsome and perfect and has grown immune to it all. He loves you, though.