Words crescendo and you can’t stop yourself can you?
You sit down and after the world stops moving around you, you finally feel like you’re ready. 70 more words
(N.B. Wish we could all brag about being ” that nigga with the hair, poppin’ pills, fuckin’ bitches and livin’ life so trill” but some of us have to pay the bills to see the sun rise one more time, and as if glorifying ecstasy hasn’t been done before, ugh. 530 more words