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The love of my life has a undeserved ego and an affliction for criticism
The love of my life is a opportunist and cannot put one foot in front of the other.
#riscosays
The love of my life suffers from paranoia and has a husband she's not in love with Anymore.
The love of my life has Bad blood and an incredible ass.
The love of my life has cuts on her stomach and can never tell the truth.
There are times that I I feel big. Bigger than any other men around me. My cock to big for any woman that may be interested. Bigger than depression or doubt. Big enough to jump over memories of old friends no longer around. Bigger than useless nostalgia that disarms foward progress at every chance it has. I feel massive enough to be firm and without sympathy. So big that passiveness doesn't have a home inside of me anymore. Big enough that regret would crumble. So big that my pride falls to its knees, that elusiveness calls it quits. Bigger than my longing for Myra could ever be. So big that my nigger skin doesn't come with prerequisites. So fucking gigantic that my silent screams travel to the attention of those I love so that they may finally hear me; and Finally see how big I have become. But now isn't one of those times.
I can feel myself deteriorating and I am amazed how quiet I keep myself. Everyone and their problems. My shoulder is so strong. So wet. I just keep quiet.