went through a time of discovery. raw emotion just kept pouring out of me. this raw, vulgar, rude and very descriptive accounts of good sex, love lost and renewed confidence. sometimes i revisit those times to ensure that i enjoy these times. i call this the dark ages.
committed to happiness, no titles necessary
stilettos and broken hearts
the rage kisses the delinquent on the forehead
it's in the parentheses (i mean it)
rhythm and blues: two words that describe me perfectly
apples and oranges
i feel myself heading back there...click to find out why.
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