Broke motherfucker

Broke motherfucker

Broke motherfucker, letting him nut in me is about the dumbest thing I’ve ever allowed. More than 3 billion niggas with prospects and I chose one who is still bound, to mummy, can never commit to our future without them discussing it aloud, been together for 5 years and we still can’t fuck without making a sound, cause “it will wake mummy” , I am done with this dummy. Broke motherfucker, can’t get a job, I do everything for our family and what is his job? Fuck bitches on the down-low to make me sob. I am done with the sort. Broke motherfucker, can’t provide for his little girl. Frequenting tarvens on a daily and lusting over women who are keen to make a twirl. Promising heaven on earth without a pearl. While her daughter is bold and other girls have curls. Broke motherfucker with a tiny dick! Could have chosen anyone in the world and this was my pick? Should have chosen his friend with a huge prick. This motherfucker makes me sick! Broke motherfucker, can’t even take me out on a date. Every time I suggest a restaurant, he already ate. My love has dilapidated and what I feel is hate. My plan is to pack my things and head for the gate. We can’t repair things, it’s far too late. Broke motherfucker, his local with no dreams. Decaying on the corner and I am supposed to be his queen? Everything ain’t what it seems, his life is on the dim while my light just beams. Broke motherfucker, I am leaving you for another motherfucker, one who will provide for all my needs and know how to fuck her.

Toxic Love

Toxic love

I love you because you make me suffer. What would I do without your bruises that color me black and blue like police sirens illuminating the troubled corners of my life that keep me grounded and lacking an escape. Your toxic fumes are like lilac perfume, intoxicating mesmerizing and disguised in a costume. Your love is like a fire that consumes, decomposing my troubled past like corpses that have never been exhumed. I love the penicillin apologies that make the pain go away, numb like anesthesia it  gives me a blackout and I forget everything and return to your warm embrace. You are the route to my soul, the navigation that leads to all, a single glance in winter and I can never forget your face. Cold and distant your demeanor, loud and bashful, you defeat her. I love you because you make me suffer. Your love to my heart is like burning Sulphur, excruciating and burdensome but worthwhile and satisfying because it makes me feel. I can’t live without you, you are my Achilles heel.

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