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It was the love story that was never meant to be. She was too old, too grey, too fat, used up, and whatever else the red pill mafia told her. Not that she believed it. But still certain insecurities weighed on her mind as she watched KermitCrashOut at 12:12am and understood Kermit’s need to alternate
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Let me walk around your darkness While I tan in the glow of your smile The thoughts behind your eyes when you spread me on display and stare so intensely, I leak for you I lounge in your light as your laughter sparkles across the sheets but I crave your murkiness your intrusive thoughts at
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You never knew tears fell behind the wall Maybe you thought that because I was asking about you and remembering all the details of your life Listening Letting you find solace in me You were so wrapped up in my ability to make you comfortable that you thought that I was okay But I suffered
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Never was I into masochism Pain was never my thing Except With you, I had what Merriam Webster so eloquently calls “a taste for suffering” and my suffering must be seasoned with Lawry’s because it feels so damn good and I couldn’t stop partaking of its bitterness Because my imagination kept flagellating itself with pictures
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For years you loved her An internal vision of perfection You felt her You saw her You knew the curve of the finger she would touch your hand with She was the one you imagined and measured every contender against Until me And the glitter of my gift wrap warped her image I was taller, rounder,
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I admit it. I fucked up. Caught between awake and dreaming, I thought I could control it. I thought it would be easy since in the past, when the buzzer sounded, I always woke up. But this time, I lay immobilized listening to the incessent screech threating me with ecstasy Dreaming and remembering. Smooth, heat,
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I want to be your smile in the morning I want to be your late night I want to be your question and answer I want to be your horizon I want to be your last kiss I want to be your I can’t wait to tell you I want to be your wrap
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Breezes blow through an open window My leg wrapped around your chest in a gymnastics of intimacy and possession We lay languid We couldn’t let go as we shifted positions Your arm cupped around my waist claiming while our legs intertwined Touches unconscious Conscious words stream while the melodies played through the speakers Teena, Marvin,
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I want to devour you Sit on top of your lips Thighs choking you Drown you until you can’t breathe anything except me Ride your tongue until it hurts Ferocious on your dick Thrashing my legs until I cum once twice three times My release vicious Leaving you hard and helpless Ravage you Peel back
Wandering & Wondering 