When left unsatisfied, lust becomes violence.




(No Ratings Yet)Whuppins were like kid taxes we paid with our behinds.




(No Ratings Yet)I’m tired of justifying why I love someone. I’m done with the explaining.




(No Ratings Yet)I push through physical pain. Life hurts. I enjoy the positives.




(No Ratings Yet)Every time I think about that girl, my mind commits a sin.




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