AlexandHelen's Journal

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  • Archives for August 2011
  • dsdsa

    by AlexandHelen on August 26, 2011
    maybe you'll find jesus by hating other people
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  • c

    by AlexandHelen on August 25, 2011
    I need affection and corresing until I feel like someone loves me the blood vessels travel to your lips suckle on my neck, love feels like shit and yeah hickey's aren't trashy they tell me you love me, tell me you love me
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  • sss

    by AlexandHelen on August 20, 2011
    Will you tell me who to call? when I cant get aroused? I feel nothing at all, not even when you go down Dont tell me who I am I am nothing at all yes, I dont want a man I want him swallowed whole want the feeling of a mouth someone big and someond small bodies so long from the ground I am nothing at all thighs and esophagus tell me it wont hurt at all big tongue and clitoris i am nothing at all.
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  • ddd

    by AlexandHelen on August 14, 2011
    baby will you tell me whats behind your back I know I'm cut throat don't give much slack but when I here about some one on one times especially with some chick who follows your dumb rhymes I always tell you before I hang with a dude make sure its okay, don't give you attitude yeah, so sneak behind my back with some bitch that likes you baby I'm not angry, like that'll ever be true.
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  • fggg

    by AlexandHelen on August 04, 2011
    I stopped introducing him to my friends he says they want him then touches my breast the girls in there were all skin and bones and the bathroom smells of fingers down throats now do you see why see why I'm hurting and see why I spent so much time hurling up all the pain that you've shoved down I am an angry kid pills but still I'm loud yeah he even jacked off when i was skin and bones he doesnt mind that my rib cage shows I won't be soft I'll never I'll never let a man penetrate me it doesn't help that she doesn't love me
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  • hyjjoi

    by AlexandHelen on August 01, 2011
    cem well i know he always wanted cf to shave his legs and a rotted pit that god has made in me this fruit don't fit the inner seed your parents cry when their boy dies hes not dead but in a new light and does he feel now what women do? and are there others like him too? and does she cry at puberty why did god put breasts on me? I've got the mind set of a man delicate fingers on my hand
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