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It’s been six hours, forty minutes, and thirty two seconds. I’m restless, you’ve been breathing over my neck like swine, settled on my shoulder like a infant searching for comfort, and well.. Beloved, I need you to wake your grown looking for love from a mother ass up. And.. beg pardon, but couldn’t you have… — read more

Remember when you prayed for this, wrote it down, and manifested it? I guess he was everything you dreamed of and never needed. No shade baby we’ve all got unrealistic wants. So dream, dream big, and pray hard.   Brielle KD.   — read more