Call a brother carayzee but he just cant stop
Thinkin he hot like hot fudge
But hey you not hot
Just don't know when to stop
Can't you get the danm clues
back the fck up
YOU just CARAYZEE fool
DAng y you gotta be like dat for
Tryna be nice here but you makin hard cuz yuh get on mah danm nerves
shyt man
'I write because I know how, it’s how I breath, it’s how I know. It’s my weapon of all weapons, drawing the silver linings to clouds, giving pictures a meaning and colors definition. I write because I think, I think too much and do too little. It is within my burning soul to write and somehow find answers in between those lines. To tell a story, maybe a survival story , maybe to record that I was here and I too somehow made up this universe during my time. Let me write… let me breath. ' Amanda
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Sex on the roof
Raining
Body all soaking wet
Bump&grind on the roof
THunder roll
Our body temps are rising
Hot sex On the Roof
Body all soaking wet
Bump&grind on the roof
THunder roll
Our body temps are rising
Hot sex On the Roof
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