Someone catch me cause I’m bout too fall in to this void battle armor raised like the warriors of troy forget this heart, a vulnerable little boy is what I was when I loved you starry eyed and flying high on clouds labeled...Read More
Written in 2003, Age 19 He is my exact opposite. He is attractive to me. Has a strong sexual drive and smell. Creates a world. Does not read it. Makes his own rules. Lives by HIS morals, not the worlds. His morals are like mine....Read More
Once upon a time there was a great king. He was a good to his people and the land was rich. No one was ever without food or healthcare. He made sure children were educated and flourished. And he was also, so good to women....Read More
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