Splendor
Really,
said she
my grandmoher
Protest harsh Just come in the legal way...
if gay means happy... homo... Sapiens
For my Enertainment
They wouldent let me go
so I can't go
The thred, my life tied to the red ribbon on my finger
i froget what it means all the time
Splendor rainbow
what can't we have?
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