So it's Monday...
Macc Monday.
Ya'll...The weekend I had...I need to recharge socially, physically, mentally...
I feel so fucking drained and not in a good way. Out of 100%, I only had fun for maybe...35%? MAYBE LOWER.
Ya'll...I wanna cry. I feel so weak rn. Like just keep in your prayers if you guys do pray. If not, send me good vibes or something please. Hopefully I can have an update this week.
Love you guys,
M. Taylor
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Devil At The Table
Narrativa generaleIt was those damn eyes. That charming smile and that smirk that got me. That confidence, that swagger...Him. He was the Devil at the table and day by day I was lured into his home, Hell.