Portrait Of Chance
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  • LECTURAS 86
  • Votos 7
  • Partes 2
  • Hora <5 mins
Continúa, Has publicado may 29, 2016
I can't explain it really.
Experience the thoughts of love that drive you to the brinks of insanity leaving you engorged in its feel. Yet as you look around no one can seem to conjure up those feelings you want so desperately to taste. So you hope direly hope for it.

Then it happens you get to expirence it but it wasn't as easy as you thought but determined you embark on this new journey with nothing but your heart beating, your soul singing, & your mind speaking.

In retrospect your social standing could be effecting your chance of love maybe because of your harsh attitude, rash ways, scorching words & the picture you have painted as an unfaithful dog. Yet you still yearn for something money can't buy.
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