Vargina Infection Brown Discharg

The day started fatal.

At twelve I was in the living room of a strange house with three people that mattered rather little that would make twenty-four years to the date that I left my mother's womb .

I spent drinking beer and smoking joints, as if both were to prohibit, to try to silence the mouth of a sore ovaries and a conscience.

have the rule and a test preparation on the day of your birthday should be classified as serious misconduct in the declaration of human rights. This does not deserve most people.

To make matters worse, he went and left me & oacuteI am and how I am, with all this shit behind me.

Call it wisdom, call it X, but it's there, and position with the body of my innocence.

And although much heavier than a dead, execution has been more than a murder, and I assume that it is dead.

Because here I am.

And there's no turning back. I am what I am and I have what I have, and I use it while you can, because days like today more than a gift, are a warning.