For it was not into my ear you whispered but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed but my soul.
In the silence of night I have often wished for just a few words of love from...
At the end of the day you know love does not happen between two perfect...
Rock and menopause do not mix. It is not good it sucks and every day I fight it to the death or at the very least not let it take me over.
