Tag: #Relationships
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Fate
Sometimes we like to imagine that we’ve stumbled into fate. We think that this, us, together, happened just the way that destiny wrote it on a stone in some heaven that must exist somewhere. Only we’re wrong. Because fate, and desitny, and love, are nothing but country songs written by ghost writers in the Hollywood […]
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Honest Sex
We kissed last night. It was our first. I didn’t think she Was going to let me But it was worth Giving it a try. Just when she leaned Back into me I was Caught by surprise, And I almost missed. How embarrassing that Would have been. But I didn’t, because I’m Lou, the sex-driven, […]
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The Beginning and The End
It begins and ends with you, My dear, You’re my lover and my muse, And I fear that it will Always be that way. Always. Especially when everything Else is so impossible to Differentiate. Especially When life is nothing but Coffee stains and thirty- Second advertisements that Can’t be skipped soon enough. When it’s nothing […]
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Desperate
I still use the mug That she got me for My birthday last year. I know that I Probably shouldn’t, But I do anyways. I probably shouldn’t Still wear the watch That she got me either, Or use the toothbrush That she left here, But I just haven’t got Around to throwing These things out. […]
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Love
She’s bad for me, Brings out the Worst in me, Makes me do Horrible things… She’s gonna Fucking kill me. And I wouldn’t Want to die Any other way.
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Hungover
Eyes blink open, Confused, Not sure if it’s Morning or if it’s Yesterday. And it smells Like you, like You might still Be here, on the Other side of The bed under The covers. But you’re not. I know that You’re not. Because I know That you’re afraid To spend the night, And that you’re […]
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Wild
Take me back to that place, Give me that feeling, Press your skin on mine So that I can forget what It means to have meaning. Talk to me with your body, Whisper through touch, Let it happen without Knowing how it happens. Pants unbuttoned, Shirts thrown across the floor, Waves of energy, Swelling ecstasy, […]
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Cumming
I love it when she cums, I love the way her body shakes, I love the way she claws my back And the way she calls my name. I think I love it more than I love cumming myself. Well, I shouldn’t exaggerate, I love them just the same.