- child: mommy i can't sleep
- mother: don't worry child. lay down as i sing you this ancient lullaby, passed on through my family for generations
- mother: RACK CITY BITCH RACK RACK CITY BITCH
Is love worth the wait? I mean sex is love, right? What’s the big deal when we “love” more than once? Truth is our hearts are first white. When we love anyone, we give a piece of ourselves and that white just turned coal black. Now imagine giving that black heart to your bride while you’re receiving her love, she gets nothing but your heartache. Will she receive your heart? That’s been already handed around? Is that what we want for them? Our wives? Our husbands? I pray for that day, when she walks down the aisle, as I slip on her ring, and kiss her. That I can stare her in the eyes and say I waited for you. True love waits.
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