Treasure Island

Clarence Williams

(May 19,1980 / Washington, D.C)

Broken constancy


I found that this person 
Is a misery, and he comes around  almost as if he's a season, of broken constancy. Where room is important only if he has the space and time to place or make room for you to be in it. His world he creates can be a little misunderstood, or misleading  if one allow them selves   to be caught  up or taken into what he market on  surface. This guy has presented and invented joke R.Us from down under just to see if he's in your grace because of how he switch up often behind close doors.

Submitted: Thursday, May 16, 2013
Edited: Thursday, September 12, 2013

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