We are all a concoction of chemicals. Envelops, sealed with DNA of your clay that you've spent months and a couple of days trying to perfect, say- if ..
Silent beats spread the waves, till they divide.I must ask you a question, red or green?Millions of choices, millions of frost queens.Obnoxious laught..
The battery was low and I decided to turn it off to spare the quick flicks of my head wondering when it will die.I am recently tired of consuming my o..
"You's might as wail be homeless."I glared into her satchel waiting for the moment of inhalation.Breath.Breath."Any n****r on the street gotta life - ..