You don't want the arcs of my story if you want to survive. I am not like him. I'm not allowed. This is only needed when it's been there. White Mexican.
White Mexican
There
When
Only
This
Allow
Like
I
Survive
Want
The
Want
Won’t
I write a combination of prose and song that narrate preserving cultural dialect and heritage between him and her.
You took a gamble. “Bet”. English. Picnic on a Sunday. What's mine is yours. What school did he go to? Uninvited. Hostess Chocolate Cupc...
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