What’s the Price?

How much money, soul, dignity, reputation would you be willing to pay for your every dream, wish, fantasy, hope to come true?

What is it worth to you to be completely happy and to feel accepted by being who you feel you shouldn’t be? Doing what you shouldn’t do? Feeling how you shouldn’t feel?

At what lengths would you go finally feel fucking happy? Complete? Please answer. Send a message from my contact page to avoid print,  if you like. I’d really love to know. 

About bourbonbreathmom

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