• Archive for November, 2017


    by  • November 17, 2017 • * Safe for Work *, Fear • 0 Comments

    If I ever saw you again, I’m sure, I’d be a total mess. I can imagine everything from throwing up to instantly getting strong headaches, to droping dead. Feeling any kind of affection is torture. It’s no beautiful sensation anymore. Related Post Hey Dear Dear you, No greater love

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    You lose

    by  • November 17, 2017 • To You • 0 Comments

    Connie, I’m sleeping with your husband behind your back. Who cares if you have a child together; he has many children from multiple woman. You obviously aren’t in love with him. You talk down to him. We honestly have talked about you being a closeted lesbian. It’s all over you; the tattoos, bald head, man

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