She pats my knee. I’m going to tell you something my grandmother told me when I was fifteen years old. `Eliza, you won’t ever be content with someone if you can’t learn how to be content by yourself first.
She pats my knee. I’m going to tell you something my grandmother told me when I was fifteen years old. `Eliza, you won’t ever be content with someone if you can’t learn how to be content by yourself first.