Sunday, April 5, 2009
son of a bitch!
This is to the one who likes to peak but never feel truly comfortable enough to jump outside her box. You have something people have been trying to put their finger on for as long as mankind has been unfortunate enough to fall for someone upon first making eye contact with them. I should say we have something that is both glorious and sad at the same time. You have one who is not, I have none, and if we do not quit denying this it will eat us both up until we are old and grey. We will be constantly sick and always searching for ways away from one another; like that will help or something. I want your mouth pressed firmly against mine. I want to suck on you, lick you, kiss you, and just tear you apart for three days and nights until we both require hospitalization from lack of fluids. You are the sexiest woman I have ever seen or ever will see and I don't care how fucking smart you are. You are in my mind constantly as everything is in a shambles inside my head without you. As if life were not complicated enough as it is, right? LLc 98.2
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