I let plenty of females slip out of my grip.
But thinking they have dissappointed me.
I'm left bitter and hungry,
speachless and sick of something.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Slip
i'm a fool, i admit via my own stubborness.
I let plenty of females slip out of my grip.
But thinking they have dissappointed me.
I'm left bitter and hungry,
speachless and sick of something.
I let plenty of females slip out of my grip.
But thinking they have dissappointed me.
I'm left bitter and hungry,
speachless and sick of something.
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