Al fayed is innocent , please can you not abduct Dev for mating duties
this blog is copyright of LIZARIKK , throw , clockwork
tasha , petra , chops , identity thief , bobble are not welcome
My first book is called The Love Bombers by Lacey Ember
, hunnie is not welcome to it , she wants to feed my books into AI
I opt out of them being so used in AI
Millicents mother removed Samsons engagement ring from Annes chest of drawers . it wasnt there after theyd gone . Anne is looking around wondering what they will take next time .
Trevor messed with her music thread posting Streets of Fire Sorcerer instead of what Anna had posted . Which has spoiled the song for her . One of her favourite songs Sorcerer , especially on Streets of Fire
She and Mike would pull each others hair . She was dragged by her hair paraded through the streets of Islington , past the kebab owners that she called out to for help . Im very ill she cried while they just looked on . The indignity and humiliation . And all because her parent took her own life
And now Chops has teamed up with Agatha to threaten Anne with Samsons violent friend Pirate . Another day at the office ...
not to mention the beef
he said the paint was peeling off the walls
100% horse meat they said , the pastie tax
and thats what Levison was really all about
when you're a woman on your own , they're tapping into a dead girl's phone
drunk on the moon , make the clock go backwards
just like smack does she took drugs
to stop the march of time but never smack
the loud heartbeat inside the womb rocking the sea
her head feels like a trampoline with the notes bouncing on it slowly like a skin ... and suddenly weightless floating in slow motion ...
and then she seems to turn into an amplifier like a echo chamber
an
the river of love flows on through the light storm
one
of those car crash things
you know where you are thrown out
of your seat n the floor kicks you into the windscreen
sometimes you just sort of hang there like as if you are just turned into spirit and gas just floating with your arms like of wobbling in the air
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