I can't help it when the ladies develop a crush on me. I mean, how could they not. You can't fight nature. I get it.
I felt so melancholy that she called me a creep, that I wrote a song about it. Wanna hear it? Here it go.
Be well, Marble. There are other fish in the sea.
Bagster
Hey, I just love and use you for your music...I don't care that you wear dresses!!