#58 in an year of mornings
She says:
If you do this to me, I will kill you. Know that.
I mean it.
I will f*ck you up so bad.
So so bad.
She says:
If you do this to me, I will kill you. Know that.
I mean it.
I will f*ck you up so bad.
So so bad.
Sleep child, sleep!
Discipline and repetition
The consequence of thinking while writing
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