Layingdown Stories

Fuck god. He don't exist. And even if he did the mf couldn't kill me if he tried.

a poam about about a girl who felt like she was paralyzed or crippled while laying in her bed

Ross, why are you closing my eyes. Ross said, it's a surprise. Ross said, OK you can open your eyes. I opened my eyes. I love it. Ross got me a new house. I kept kissing Ross until we were tiered. When we were laying down in bed, we both said, I love you. Then we fell a sleep. Then Ross Lynch kissed me. The next part will come later.