My arms ache, my thighs are tight, my bed's in disarray,
my thoughts continually getting carried away.
Leaving me fully satisfied and insatiably curious.
Is this real? Are you serious?
Your strong control
singing to my soul.
I want to blow up your phone
begging you to come home.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
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lust over love never prevails. If all you want to know is lust, you will never ever find love, from reading this the answer is obviously lust. Love has left forever.
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