They all talked about him, whispers and smirks as he strides down the hall to his classroom Girls were signing up for his class left and right She didn't know what was so special about this teacher That was until she walked into the classroom Ratings🎖🎖 #4 in student (2/5/22) #17 in agegap (2/5/22)
"What would you like me to play; The violin or your pussy?" • • • He lived on the street. They called him a tramp. He slept with trash and found his meals in the garbage. Nobody knew who he was. Melody knew the moment she met him, something about him was off. Something about him was missing. Impassive and unpredicta...
A promise. It seems like the simplest thing in the world to keep. But so often, they're broken, empty and hollow. They seem like the easiest thing in the world to believe, but after the words are left out to bleed, after they leave you waiting and wanting, after all the emptiness and hollow words-how are you going t...
❛ you can run the streets with your thugs. i'll be waiting for you, until you get through. i'll be waiting. ❜ #1 𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. #229 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠. #342 𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.
