Любящие люди останутся вместе, не потому что забыли ошибки, а потому что сумели простить их.
You are high school to me.
All of the boyfriends and the mean girls, and tests, and teachers, and our crazy mothers, we went through it together.
We raised each other. You’re my sister
All of the boyfriends and the mean girls, and tests, and teachers, and our crazy mothers, we went through it together.
We raised each other. You’re my sister