Alicante lullaby Writing

melancholy or elation...dont know.

he and she; undoubtedly,are a couple made in heaven. heperfects insun'sart to burn everything. And she; she had always wanted to die in fire

I have always thought cocottes are a zillion billion trillion times more inspiring than me with their canvassed brazen thighs and lotus facetedne..

fumbling..whatelse.

Mommy bought me a dollie named Hope when i was a mere kid and she was supposed to torch all my darknesses out like a proper exorcist. That she..

for Pinkie.

She, withred streaked hair andher nervous chatter when she didn't have anything to say used to depress me. I admit the room was empty and it nee..

Last night, I slept in the front lawn of that putrified store. Impecunious. English is such a weird language. So huge words for such little thing..

Thought about writing something light for her.Beauty..love her,dont you!

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