kehisha69

In a word where words are not the top of the bottom. Where we let life take place of so much more. When we lose what is in our hands. When we are no longer share what we want. That feeling of being the only one who feels that way. That no matter what you say it not important because the words think you're wrong. Well sometimes the world is right. No one is really fat, some are just full boned. No one is to smart they just get things easier than others. And in the end we all have gifts. We all have different gifts. Let your gift shine.

"Well that nothing. We have to share a guy. Do you remember who came up with the hole you must marry your baby's daddy?" "You did Yeratra!  We were all standing around talking about what we wanted to do with the rest of our lives, how many kids we want, what we want in a guy." "Why did you all sign? Hold a gun to your head and said sign it." "Well we were all drunk that night Yeratra.  No one really knows what we were getting our self into." "Well ke$ha! I didn't think you would have ever let us sign, anything that important without knowing what could happen from it." Looked mad, growing red in the face that it is all because of some pape

"How could you even think of come close to my child after that show? After, all I have been though now this." Alisandra was trying not to crack on the man. Trying so hard to hold back how much she wanted to punch him in the face. He face slowly turning back to normal after being a candy apple red up to this point. "What have you been though?" the man now standing again. "Are you sure you want to know?" Alisandra asked with an odd look in her eyes. She seemed shocked that he cared, or was acting like it. "I am sure. It seem like you have been though a lot. Maybe getting it out will help." A smile is now showing. The black eye he had just go