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Month: November 2018

excuse my french

all the pretty things en paris mais ou’est-ce que c’est mon gentilhomme le beau the strong the one […]

November 21, 2018 Uncategorized

i actually like morning sex

stale coffe on my breath I can taste it But it tastes good like you and morning wood […]

November 21, 2018 Uncategorized

Grande Desire

what a dangerous game you’re playing, love you have me all tied up hooked and caught and so […]

November 21, 2018 Uncategorized

dirty pretty things

right now it’s the sweet fear of falling of leaping of being obsessed with an addiction the friction […]

November 21, 2018 Uncategorized

Just Not You

It’s sickly breath if the stickiness is any attest to the heat of last night’s fuck fest But […]

November 14, 2018 Uncategorized

VOICES: Insecurities of Rape

I wanna fuck No you know what? No I want love Through and through I want to love. […]

November 14, 2018 Uncategorized

rabbit holes (carrots)

What is a nice girl like you doing in a place like this? i guess Alice knew best. […]

November 3, 2018 Uncategorized
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