He has the nerve to ask what I bring to the table, and then get mad when I put down some drugs that are fatal?
Dont touch me don’t ever touch me but u pretty
by Ellen Auerbach, 1929
Eto vesna i mne grustno
I do not want to wash. I do not want to remove what was on me while you were alive. But when I do, I will remember how the dirt will not disappear, that the water simply carries it somewhere else.
The hurting never ends
Dykin’-ass hoe cocaine powder on her Twat
One last announcement- no sports bra let’s keep it bouncin’
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