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that's the problem, if she wanted to dance, id let her wreck the furniture. if she wanted to cook, id let her burn down the ******* house. and if she wanted to scream, id let her deafen me. I've never loved anyone enough to let them destroy me but **** she could take me by my throat, and my eyes would sparkle at the mere inches between us.
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Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 12:30 AM UTC
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that's the problem, if she wanted to dance, id let her wreck the furniture. if she wanted to cook, id let her burn down the ******* house. and if she wanted to scream, id let her deafen me. I've never loved anyone enough to let them destroy me but **** she could take me by my throat, and my eyes would sparkle at the mere inches between us.
briannanana
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Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 12:30 AM UTC
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