Tag: sadness

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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BLUE

musings

I am blue, I am you, forget the baby and leave the woman to herself- what is a pain? She asked, do you mean war or hate? The first pain I...

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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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Butterflies

Musings

we all are butterflies...

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0715

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I met a guy I liked, lets kiss I asked, I have being made church president he bragged. Too many religion down my path. I want to be a...

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How to get wet in a roofless house!

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When I left my house on Sunday I swear to whatever you believe in that I never had sex in mind. I just wanted to have my body touched. I...

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