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Addicted to a mother who,
in her eyes never loved her,
created mental disintegration to a psyche so fragile
12 years 9 months ago
Kept a permanent division between her thighsand in the eyes of boys her body was a playground.
12 years 9 months ago
By Bea
New morning trying to get to that point
that point worth getting to where the words flow like heavy
12 years 9 months ago
By Bea
As far as lyrical growth is apparent, he’ll be good.
He’s been missed like periods in planned parenthood
12 years 9 months ago
I sit back wondering why my life is so full of shit man.I’m tired of seeing North Faces, long boots, tight jeans and PePe.
12 years 9 months ago