You see, I’ma complex young lady, do I want you to understand me? Well, uh, maybe. You see, I went from sugar-n-spice and everything nice to bitter & naughty with a dash of nice. Now, well, I’m just me. But still, I don’t think you understand. I’ve went from hating pain and loving pleasure to… Continue reading I Don’t Think You Understand
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