Tag: rules

Family is trash and a bottle of water.

Essays, Musings, musings

When she opened her legs, I knew it was happening, her breast was like hot chocolates drank in a rush, one that you hope doesn't finish-...

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I want to be human or whatever.

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I used to proud of my breast, now I hate it. I hate a lot of things; let me live through. I’m too young for what I am facing, I will take a...

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Resilience

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A lady stopped talking to me cos' she thought I was bi-curious, I actually am, but I have never gone that far to suck a girl, the most I...

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Pizza and iPhones and Prophets and shit!

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I met Stephen at an outlet cafe, lets go to a nearby pizza hut, "I swear you will like it". The shorts I wore was an old Jean that was...

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I hate yellow and rules.

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I watch my mother scream and nag at me for disobeying a rule she so long protected, rules are regulations, law or maybe guidelines. A...

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