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Ceaseless scratching The sound of fingernails on skin Constant Unending Rapid More I need it more. Oh god. Oh **** I can feel the Need. It's all over. The sensation. Not even here. Just a mirage. Just a dream. Just a fever. What I want. NO What I need. When will it come? How long have I waited? Hours? Days? Months??? Or only minutes? Time Oh please go faster A kettle Boil? That's it! If I don't think Then it will speed up. How to achieve that though? Oh, I did it.
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Oct 28, 2019
Oct 28, 2019 at 2:07 AM UTC
Not Even Once.
Ceaseless scratching The sound of fingernails on skin Constant Unending Rapid More I need it more. Oh god. Oh **** I can feel the Need. It's all over. The sensation. Not even here. Just a mirage. Just a dream. Just a fever. What I want. NO What I need. When will it come? How long have I waited? Hours? Days? Months??? Or only minutes? Time Oh please go faster A kettle Boil? That's it! If I don't think Then it will speed up. How to achieve that though? Oh, I did it.
Just thought I'd type out whatever comes to my mind. I'm kind of tired of typing in a bunch of restrictive formats. I like them at times but I just wanted to try something new. Let me know what you think. I'm a **** for attention so I'll do whatever the public wants. Thanks for reading. Enjoy.
The_Prophet_of_Yargle
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20/M/Washington
Oct 28, 2019
Oct 28, 2019 at 2:07 AM UTC
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