I don’t really have anything to complain about or to say really. I’m just bored. I got back from camping the last two day’s and it’s to hot to go outside. I write quite a few comments about shit. And i’ve realized that all the people who comment are always the same. Now some of… Continue reading Bla Bla Bla
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Slave
She walks slowly over to him; the one full of contempt. His words raking her soul yet no sign of, relinquish here, her anger kept bound along with her sadness. The knife her true love always gleaming and poised for action. The knife always Obedient to her hands, slicing through the outer layers of his… Continue reading Slave
Nefarious Attraction
Tenacious damning i remember it all too well how it felt to let the dribble dribble