Baby, I'm an addiction.
Delicious.
Kiss me.
I want those fistfight hands down my back.
Trace me.
Break me.
Oh I bet you wish you could.
You taste like fairydust.
Powdered sugar-powdered glass.
You told me I'm bitter.
I smell like an empty shotglass.
You drank me down.
And I'm afraid I have no cure.
Author notes
3.x] Like a baby you trusted me with everything, like pretty pills, I lured you in to screw you over.
A contest entry
- Baby, you would say anything, let's keep to the scripted quotes shall we? by Kiss the girl--x.
525 points, ended July 1, 2008, 20 entries
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wow....... I like this.... alot....
it makes me nervous...
and slightly sexually frustrated *bites lip* hahahahaha
cheers for that. haha
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'You taste like fairydust.
Powdered sugar-powdered glass.
You told me I'm bitter.
I smell like an empty shotglass.'
I love those lines, they're amazing, but I need you to put the option number, and the quote from the rules in your authors notes, finalist though
just send me an message when you've done it
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