Me...
Estelle aj Joseph
This is me... I'm not wild... I'm not strong... I love my own company... I don't visit people... I fall in love easily,and my heart breaks quickly... I'm not the life of d party,I never learnt to dance... I'm not a pro in bed,I never learnt d antics... But I'm a gentle lover... I am me... I don't talk vulgar,I was not raised like that... I take Jesus very personal,he alone bears all my guilt and shame... I'm not comfortable being touched by just anybody, I like to fall in love first... I'm not comfortable being around loud individuals... It doesn't match my temperament... I am me... Boring, uneventful and unadventurous... But it's being my life and it's the only way I know how to live it... I am me... You have no right to make me feel bad about it... Different people raised us... If I wanted to love your kind of person... That's me going out of my comfort zone... It's me doing something,not for me,but for you... It's me bending my will to fit into yours... It's me trying to not look too stereotyped... Maybe I thought you'd understand and be gentle with me... But now I know everything... And I think I'll try not to change anymore... Love me or hate me... I can only be me...
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Madison Tyler
Wow I love this piece
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2018-09-06 08:52:06
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Madison Tyler
Its So beautiful
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Estelle aj Joseph
Awwnnn tanks hon
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2018-09-06 09:20:52
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