I just want to know if Auntie Kourt has a problem with me. If so, let’s handle it like grown women instead of throwing me to the ground every other day. And of course mommy is too busy posting nudes to care.
I just want to know if Auntie Kourt has a problem with me. If so, let’s handle it like grown women instead of throwing me to the ground every other day. And of course mommy is too busy posting nudes to care.
I pray that whoever reads this, God heals whatever is hurting you
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@8 years ago with 190550 notes“Get out of my head.” She screamed, fisting chunks of her hair in both hands as she sped back and forth across the room. “Get out of my head. You’re there when I wake up, in my wishes- and you’re there when I fall asleep, in my dreams- and you’re there at school, looking all breathtaking and intimidating- and you’re there, inside my mind, day after day, hour after hour- just get out of my head!”
“I will,” he tried, calmly putting both his hands up in surrender. He really hated when things got out of control and he couldn’t help her. “Just tell how to and I will.”
After a moments hesitation when the madness seemed to cool down she looked up at him, her eyes filled with years. “But that’s the thing, if I knew how to I would’ve gotten you out a long time ago.”
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