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******

it's difficult to describe

why your body chooses to spend weekends

alone surrounded

by the slimy tongues and bottled self esteem

take another hit

while your mind explores the chip on his front tooth or the sweat dripping off his eyebrow

your body takes the pounding while it whispers in your ear how little you mean and you tremble at the thought of being handcuffed

you wonder if he remembered your middle name

Francesca

or noticed the way that when you breathe in your collar bone protrudes

ill ring for you

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Written by
dionne-taylor
Published
Nov 21, 2014
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The addictive and self-destructive nature of casual ***

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#sad#lonely#night#one#addictive#stand#onenightstand#casualsex
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