I use to be a thought in my mothers mind, had no special name of kind. In my fathers mind there was only sex, in these moments dad put mom under his hex. Afterwards I lay only a blob, just semen trying to job.
At one point in time, I grew from my dad and moms slime. I developed into an embryo, then was birthed into life flow. I have no recollection, of this time in lifes connection.
At one point in time I matured, a full fledge human brain became self assured. Once I realized what I was in, I moved my chess pieces to win. Life plays a hard game of chess, but I've always tried to do my best.
At some point during my stay, life may take me away some day. Moments in time will continue going, hopefully my spirit will keep flowing. Whatever happens after we leave earths atmosphere, at one moment in time I was here.
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c