My lionAdmittedly, I was a rotten child. I liked to spend my time throwing rocks at stray dogs. No one ever bothered to stop me until the old voice in the alley.My lion
“Why are you throwing rocks at puppies?” It was an old man voice, deep and gravelly, so I didn’t stop.
“Because I want to, old man,” I retorted and tried to sound mean. There was no warning before I heard a yelp and felt dirt under my shoulders. I tumbled over and realized the yelp had come from me. I lay on the ground and listened to my heart beat. That old man had pushed me down, and now he would pay. “You asked for it!” I yel
LOOK, FOOL--"LOOK, FOOL— I LOVE YOU." —the little girl screams (and shouts and sobs), but she's not a little girl anymore, if she's old enough to love you like this. Love you with her clear, fierce gaze and fists balled at her sides while you're backed against a wall six lonely feet away. Love you with angry tears rolling down her cheeks like molten everything she's ever wanted which is you, you, oh god, you. Pan to the sidelines, where her two friends watch and bicker and mock like, "this is love?"LOOK, FOOL--
If this is love, then (the two onlookers don't want to be in love, their h
Sweet Moves
Much appreciated.
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I like my soul on text. I love your soul on toast.
jeje i dont know to too much english but i know basic english...
jeje
i would like if you comment on my new pics
bye have been a plessure to meet you♥..[link]
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I love your pictures
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