Post by Edy Guy (@edyguy) on Fri, 20 Oct 17 15:04:01 +0000 View Full Post My man’s stomach aches full of azucar, tobacco, and morning fuerte. He likes to prepare his tongue for new flavor. Sometimes I hate this about him. I want to say, baby, trust this cuchillo. I need your unmasked anger sunk in flan sundaes so badly.