The taste of hope swims through my blood and rises like the sun. i am too good for any meetings and a saucy drip covered in honey... I love my buns. baby make me cum;)
forever on a run past the drum line
My intentions to adapt what is left behind and shine,
judge me if you please, im too weak.
Another dial slides down my feet,
What is missing ? -
more ink.
Full Dish, troubled and accompanied by the t.v
Full Dish- loved and served with peas. (:
#JShiquer
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