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Like when we go to this trampoline warehouse, except people, popping up everywhere. Big, small, up, down. Out of the shell for a few minutes
About how I push this thing, down the road with my left leg swollen. I love it though she treats me wrong, sometimes. Not all the time; I whine when I can't go.
ly, I responded with a demeaning tone. I wasn't in a bad mood; my thoughts were wandering into darkness.
Ly, my first instinct, step on the gas, hurry! The fucking black and white are after me, time to flee the scene before I end up in a situation.
Young foster parents, pick up their small boy from this human humane society. Live long.
I guess, I don't really want to but, fuck it I suppose.
Aye, B, come raid this place with me. Stacks and stacks of money and gold. Please, don't fold, on this opportunity, swell.
Not saying a word. The meaning of not saying anything, speaks volumes. Something I've never thought or read before, comes into mind.
Saying nothing, but the meaning of not saying anything says a book full.
Ground especially made for fun, what a run I break for the bark is in my shoes and it hurts to play, around run, I'm having so much fun.
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