I like it, like it

Feels so good being bad.
There's no way i'm turning back
Now the pain is my pleasure cause nothing could measure.

Cause i may be bad but i'm perfectly good at it. Sex in the air I don't care I love the smell of it. Sticks and stones may break my bones, But chains and whips excite me ;)


xoxo, jonna

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