Bullshit

LECTURAS 103
Votos 23
Partes 10
Hora 12m

LECTURAS 103
Votos 23
Partes 10
Hora 12m

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bad behind bitter bullshit feelings flaws happy hate hidden imperfections love open poems respect right sad secret truth wrong

This is the bullshit I come up with.

Some think its poetry but we all know there's a double meaning.

(My friends suggested me doing this. I'm still hesitant)Todos los derechos reservados

bad behind bitter bullshit feelings flaws happy hate hidden imperfections love open poems respect right sad secret truth wrong

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Understanding a Storm

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