Author: Lizzie Mghanga

A Capricorn who sleep loves me too much

This is how it should have ended, with you listening to my squeaky nine year old voice asking you to stop. You unknowingly taught that young girl a trick she would find useful in her experimentative years, you know that age where anything and everything are up for trial? She never knew how useful orange peels were when you wanted to mask the presence of nicotine. Kinda like a wife who amuad and got laid in the washrooms in the club where she and her girls had decided to spend their girls’ night at. At 3 am as she stumbled…

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