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The growing obsession of lust brought on by the golden speckled eyes of a hidden monster.
“A full-time license as licentious has no worth when you take a trip to love and you trip in her trap.”
Publishing this now, as I didn't make it on time for yesterday daily prompt... welp, at least I didn't end up drowning in my own writing, didn't I?
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A cute love at first sight poem.
"It's my birthday mama, sing me a lullaby"
(she is drunk and dead) ACT SURPRISED
Oh no!
"It's my birthday dada, cradle me to sleep"
he is pedophilic, should prolly s...
Have you ever lost yourself because of someone you loved?
Sometimes fate has a way of pulling off the unexpected.
Where?' I gasped, trying to catch my breath. I had two minutes left for my chemistry class, and I couldn't find the teacher's house. It was my first class at the coaching center. The class was at
It was one day to go until it was that time again in Africa. The one time that I hated the most-mating season. Being a small, scrawny penguin that had a lump in their throat when they talked to other ...
The growing obsession of lust brought on by the golden speckled eyes of a hidden monster.
“A full-time license as licentious has no worth when you take a trip to love and you trip in her trap.”
Publishing this now, as I didn't make it on time for yesterday daily prompt... welp, at least I didn't end up drowning in my own writing, didn't I?
If you enjoyed this short story, give it a like, c...
A cute love at first sight poem.
"It's my birthday mama, sing me a lullaby"
(she is drunk and dead) ACT SURPRISED
Oh no!
"It's my birthday dada, cradle me to sleep"
he is pedophilic, should prolly s...
Have you ever lost yourself because of someone you loved?
Sometimes fate has a way of pulling off the unexpected.
Where?' I gasped, trying to catch my breath. I had two minutes left for my chemistry class, and I couldn't find the teacher's house. It was my first class at the coaching center. The class was at
It was one day to go until it was that time again in Africa. The one time that I hated the most-mating season. Being a small, scrawny penguin that had a lump in their throat when they talked to other ...