Suffer without my love, and I know you will because my soul fits yours like a glove, first, her eyes will not twinkle every time you smile, nor will just at your sweet breath against her cheek make her heart race for miles. Your walk won’t make her vibrate in her seat, your intellect she will not find extremely neat, your pockets may be deep but, on her greed do not sleep. Yes, her words drip sweetly down as the honey raw from its cone, but my love if you knew how she cared for your soul it would chill you right down to the bone. Suffer without my love my dear sweet love, suffer; suffer without ME!
I am a well rounded person due to being abused abandoned and orphaned as a child I was tossed from home to home being raised by various races and cultures, I went off in life young being emancipated from the state at 16 I ventured off to learn various religions and occult practices although during times in my two grandmother's homes Christianity was the staple thesis. I have looked for love in every wrong place I have commuted every sin and taboo and live to return the stories to the masses. I have lived and married 3 different men and gave birth to 7 different children which ultimately I raised 4 single handed and beat all the odds and statistics for one who comes from my background and I am now here to share how and answer questions that perplex the masses.
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