Infatuated Baller

Yes, I was infatuated with basketball: I am still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me. I ball hard and fancy that he got jelouse..is it my fault that my best friend lose intrest in me?? . Before I give my soul, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams. And you weren't having any of those, basketball is my love ..you best believe I never wish to let go of my infatuated love for basketball. .and for you my friend dont be jelouse I am ready to share my love for it with you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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