My High Baby


I told a friend 

of mine that I

was under a lot 

of pressure these



In his high state

he looked at me and said:

"Baby, Diamonds are

made under pressure."

  • Author: but.she.writes (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 15th, 2018 01:08
  • Category: Friendship
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