YOU ARE READING city scapes Poesía day in the life of hot potato games 103 32 0 by notaubrey by notaubrey Follow Share Publicar en tu perfil Compartir por correo electrónico Report Story Send Send to Friend Share Publicar en tu perfil Compartir por correo electrónico Reportar Historia i'm sure if you tear off my skin it'll be easy, during summer it melts you'd find a different person but then again, it's just another nobody to despise, pick me apart and choose which bone's your favorite