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my hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me 12:29 a.m. excuse me, but sometimes i just want to fuck you. i'm sorry if i'm rude or if i've offended you, but i do. we've come so close these past few days that i don't know if i'll be able to stop my self the next time. (did you know that yesterday i had to bite my hand to keep myself from telling you to fuck me? that i had to cover my mouth because the basement door was open and i didn't want anybody else to hear?) god dammit, i just want to fuck you. |
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