recrudesce(man I hope it’s a yes)

tempest, less zest to address I confess there are these things I need to purge from my chest to keep my heart hammering for one more go. Maybe paperless… I was prescribed chess to deal with stress I became angry ’cause all I want is a win quintessence, my twin regardless, I feel better than him.  I killed him. With liquor and drugs bone harmony and thugs distress? yes, but I digress from the story I was telling before this mess marginal, looking in my own reflection hate that grin, it’s sin in the end that drives me although I … Continue reading recrudesce(man I hope it’s a yes)