Oh how I love that woman.

We stay awake till two in the morning sipping a cheeky glass of wine in lingerie and tell stories of the day we’ve had and the men we’ve met.We kick up our feet and sink into the cheap couch we found outside of a dingy old shit hole of a house that we decorated with plush blankets we found on sale and hand sewn patches I watched Alice weave into the old leather as music b...