The Love Poem by Genevieve Surrender
The Love
Rating: ★3.2
The love
of one self
is sweet
like a piece of rope;
It doesn't taste very good
but it is useful for things other than swallowing.
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
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4/26/2024 12:39:50 AM # 1.0.0.1119
You need to dip yourself in Honey Callisto, you are old enough now! And the taste is divine. And as far as rope is concerned, you need to be careful, or you may just hang yourself with it. I should know! 9 from Tai hanging loose, cus she can! Happy Birthday again.