sonneti am missing you more than life itself. sometimes, i do not think i can take it. i wonder what i would do with myself, if ever you fell into a big pit.sonnet
all joking aside i really do love everything you could ever do to me even if you gave me a gentle shove or ask me to kick you hard in the knee.
i really don't lie when i say to you you could do anything to me at all and more than ever, i would would still love to tell you i love you as i start to fall.
if i ever think of loving you less, i'll be sure to let you look up my dress.
Ode to Buttsexode to buttsex .... in the key of sonnet.Ode to Buttsex
there are times in life when you will find that regular penetration does not let you have the same excitement as in the past so then, you have to see what you can get.
you try the "forbidden" style of loving the star on the map that marks the booty. you rather enjoy this style of humping you soon see it as a thing of beauty.
you so enjoy having it in your bum so much that you do it more often when done right your body almost hums your muscles tighten up and won't soften
there are many j
Faye's BookFaye’s BookFaye's Book
Sabrina Faith Graves is a junior at Crossroads High School. To her friends she is known as Faye. She may seem like the average 17-year-old, but she’s very different. She’s 5’9”, plain brown hair, and average brown eyes. Today, she is, as almost always, wearing baggy faded black jeans and a tight black shirt with a loose faded black duster over it. She’s also wearing her favorite black boots; her ”combat boots” as her mother calls them.
She opens the small blood red book on her desk, completely ignori
The Castlewalking through the yard of an unforgotten tomb i saw a starlit castle far off in the distance. as i slowly approached it... years of pain and joy ran away in steams. i felt younger, and feeling i had reached the peak of my youth, i stopped to check my reflection in a moonlit pond. it was true! lest my eyes decieve me, i was young again! the wrinkles were gone! the cursed age spots were but a fleeting memory! but, upon close inspection.. i could no longer see the scar on my cheek that i had gotten when my son fell off his bike. i did not have the tattoo that my sister and i hadThe Castle
jorge has a new home...
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