Yeah. God is a woman. Car dealer. Every single dollar. Round. Mitochondria. Convincing. That wasn't the term. Intermediate.
Intermediate
The
Convincing
Dollar
Ever
A
God
I write a combination of prose and song that narrate preserving cultural dialect and heritage between him and her.
Bank. I am smoking Isla Porras smoke rings. Blood work. We are children. I want my Father. People. Would you believe it? Selfish and rude. I...
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