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His love (part 1)

The king he is in her is is impeccable she embraces every part of him she loves it the joy he brings her he doesnt even know he has his impefections alot of them and they bother her but the love that he has is irreplaceable

expessing myself · Quote · starting to blog

The game we play

The game we play is dangerous and the ending is brutal, but we still play.  The adrenaline rush is powerful. In the beginning it was just a demo, but the more you play the harder it is to stop, even though you know when you get to the end you lose.There is no winning in the… Continue reading The game we play