Whenever I’m stressed I smell the clothes my ex left at my place before we broke up and I just feel better. I’ve always been a lover of pretty women, but these days i don’t know what pretty looks like if it’s not her face and I can’t seem to develop a sexual attraction to anyone new thus forcing me to me celibate, a whole player like me. We broke up due to lies and irreconcilable perspectives but I’ll be lying if I said my soul did not crave you. I miss you, come home my sweet baby