Say what you like about Hell, the place is certainly toasty. Sure, it gets lonely with just Mum, Dad and me rattling around the caves, but it beats the surface. I find the world so cold. Guess Dad would be pretty crap at his job if it was anything else, but right now, stuck on the living room sofa amid one of our father-son 'chats', even the surface seems appealing. Twelve years you've lived with my friend However, we're still legally married This is ongoing and not the end This is a lot to be carried This broke me to have a break down While you and your whore play house You still always come around You're technically my spouse You and your slut never go away You still help to pay our bills You still cheat and you stray I think this gives you cheap thrills β¦.
Heaven was there as a shining testament; to all I had done and all I had known. The type β¦. We were a bit nervous and very excited, because this sorority dated the hottest guys on the campus. There fraternity was called Phi Gama Delta Figi. It was , and we were in our first year of college. Anne and I were room-mates and living in the dorm. Why is it so hard to lose someone? Have you felt that?
If you miss someone so hard β¦. How happy they had been. How little it had lasted. At least his sons were safe. Now he needed to finish his taskβkill the fallen angels that had traversed into this realm and finish closing the rift.
He turned to Ab β¦. She possibly had lost them. She lived alone in her place, so nobody. Tag: hell All Genres Search Stories. Only search audio stories. Dad has the remote in his hand, eagerly flicking throu β¦.
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