The impact of the confinement of your region, was something that made me accept to come to thy table and join.
Money was stressful when it took a decision to stay away, that feeling from you got me feeling in some kind of way.
I thought I was in control as I watched you take control.....
Everytime you asked me, I wanted to come hold..... With you, I had thought I had discovered a strong hold.
Psychological analysis proves me psychotic with some tendencies, it is just so amazing how your tendencies made me look iconic.
Some minutes with you is enough to get some minutes from you.
The very me that is given an opportunity to speak in silence with you.
How my body yearns for you even when I don't remember..... Mary and jane, we don't care of rose or amber.
If a wiz* is khalifa then I could ask for a riz* that is la* the igbo man would say la* I make love to you baby....
The moment I think memories and emotions matter... The next time I think you are the matter...
You make me see that the matter, is that every matter, is a matter that is going to remain a matter or another matter, no matter the way the matter, matters.
I was not bisexual, but I didn't just do girls... I was in love with a plant.. She got me the girls.....
I was not magical, but I did the usual... She got me thinking.... I could get some mails....
In the end, she is a bitch... But she is my beach* I play with her.
_Coperatestreetboy*
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