Sexuality Burst Comments

Turned beneath my feet are the sounds of last weeks conversations, last weeks thought's, last nights lust.
Thus I never have always wanted to but Thus I pushed my emotions to the waste basket and crawled to the corners of my mind.
Thus I throw up from the idea of killing myself, from the idea of losing the income I've worked to never gain.
Emotionally I exit the thoughts I've begun to master, the hidden complex to my complexion, the inner compound to my dog.
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