Life is a nightmare, a dead grunge dream transformed into the death replay in the back of the brain.
The sadness that resurfaces is like the end of a white winter Wonderland melting away into nothing but useless liquid.
The dreams that developed into the slumbering night, is like pure ecstasy, it's vulnerable pleasure to the mind, as how it feels when his/her soft lips graze the soft skin of the neck. the way their fingers travel down your navel and into the lust filled desires.
These are the three things make up me as a young woman. A dark person with a soul with a mind that is surrounded by knowledge but my body is surrounded by the garbage and demons of this earth.
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Feb 21, 2018 01:50AM
Going to write something very personal about me so we will see how it goesView all Conversations
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