The Big L.A.- And Not Los Angelas
The Big LA. I'm not talking Los Angelas. Im talking about the gentle Love & Affection. Those are the two things I can't live without. I die a lil inside without either of them. We live in a generation where love nor affection is spreaded enough. We live in a generation where love and affection is looked down upon more than sex. Love is so potent, yet so fragile. Affection holds your hand while Love holds your heart. They both keep me alive. They keep my spirit flowing like the rainbows on a LGBT flag.
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