She draws her sleeves , conjores a slender piece of wood , moves the hand that wields it in circular motion ,sparks begin to fly from the lean wood which is directed at the
Wednesday 14 August 2019
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Adios.... Maureen
The thunder storm disturbed the serene thursday night that she had planned to rest mentally. She tossed and turned but the rumblings of the ...
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" All the good girls go to hell cuz even God herself has enemies " okay this is one of the lines that has sparked conversations a...
