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Round and fat, and full of sass or small and flat, it’s still an ass. Jiggle it around as you strut. Wiggle up and down, girl flaunt that butt! Advertisements
The part that kills me Is that i remember that first night When I laid in bed with you I slept soundly, but I felt your presence It was everything I craved It made me so happy I remember that … Continue reading
Sometimes people are overdramatic. Sometimes people are clingy like static. Like refridgerators, some people are cold. Like sharpies, some people are bold. Sometimes people are jealous and green. Sometimes people are just plain ole mean. “Normal” people get really annoying, … Continue reading
Will this broken heart ever mend? Will I find my true love in the end? Is there somebody that I can call friend? Is there hope that someone can lend? Or will we keep following this trend? Answers … Continue reading
This mess we made is laid out in front of us and I’m itching to pick it up But every time we try to clean the splattered words and put the broken pieces back together Our stained and clumsy hands … Continue reading
I was told to write a poem about my favorite color, but how could I pick just one when your peachy skin, sandy hair, and ocean blue eyes are all my favorite color.
I hope it’s true. All the things you say she’s done for you. Nothing would break my heart more than to find that you chose someone who gives you anything short of everything that I would have given you.