In the corner of his room
He sits with head between his knees
Bullied
Laughed at
Beat up
He is broken
He is torn
He is hurting
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Grandma why is your cooking so good Because of bitch dust my child I sprinkle that shit on everything
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