Once the pole was there I cryed and through my tears gave a show of classy in the mist of a break up. For my lover was not taking calls and calling at all the wrong times when others wanted him to call. It was crazy you can't tell my lover to do me wrong and think that I don't know so I back off and eat chocolate and now I am going to be gone from the hater evils that always want to be saying things and starting
Problem s for me .You go then say hi and it's crazy but I don't like all y'all's games.

Mirth is the sweet wine of human life. It should be offered sparkling with zestful life unto God.

Written By Venky

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