I’d rather have an enemy who admits they hate me, instead of a friend who secretly put me down.
I’d rather have an enemy who admits they hate me, instead of a friend who secretly put me down.
I’d rather have an enemy who admits they hate me, instead of a friend who secretly put me down.
The more often people talk behind your back, the more often you’re on their mind.
Cry over cuts and stitches not bastards and bitches.
If gossip were food, many people would be overweight.