You can always tell the kind of lass she is by the way she's to handle the cards behind her hands; she's either all in, or she's backing out, and if you're lucky, she's just playing you damn straight.

3rd Person Literate Anon. Favors Conversations Varying From A Multitude Of Topics Over A Shared Spliff.
  • JoinedSeptember 20, 2016

Story by A.
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Too Little Too Late. by deprivating
Too Little Too Late.
We fell into the hands of fate.
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