yes… yes… YES.
i wish it was easier for me to open up about how i feel about certain things. life would be oh so much easier to understand and appreciate…
what i look after making babies… ah!
sex would have been all type of awesome right now.
this would have been all type of perfection right now…
this is so relevant… way too relevant…
he called me “b” as for “baby” for the first time that i can recall. he used to text me ‘ma from times to times but never “b”. seems like my pussy just soften a thug. power to my fucking pussy.