i get terribly lonely in bed sometimes. and it isn't about sex. it's just about how i've spent year after year, not knowing how it feels to have to share my bed. summers are sticky. but maybe some days and some nights, there's comfort to be found in the feel of another warm body next to yours.
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on what life meant to make out of faith
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Mamu touched my hair the other day and said: This is not the hair of the girl I birthed. What did you do to your hair? I touched my hair, im... -
i cannot imagine how you put up with a man who drags you by your nape and tells you to go to your room and puts you out in the night. it...
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