PRAGMATIC LOVE by Bamas Sinach VicToria
How can you tell me to marry for love When the pantry houses crickets and the chirpings decibels magnified by the hollow space With hungry mouths to feed and dying...
WHO SAYS?
[caption id="attachment_8669" align="aligncenter" width="415"] Who Says[/caption] For real she got the fruit It's no doubt he had it from her But for sure he took a bite Of himself and...