when you touch me i want to fuck. but then i want to rip your fucking throat out.did i warn you? i don't remember.
you tell me i bite too hard. i'm stupid for getting involved with someone who doesn't love blood the way i do. oh, the taste. you'd love to tie me up, but only in play. i remind you of that movie 'may' and it scares you. its so true though.. "so many perfect parts, no perfect wholes."
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it's the kind of sloppy sex that leaves you begging for more. the coffee he made just a little too weak and brought just a tad too hot. ... but he tried, kinda.
that's what this reminds me of. ouch, ya know?
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