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Your glances in my direction are ants under my shell- they tingle and make me more aware of every inch of my skin and just when I think they are teasingly flirty they bite.
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May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 4:55 AM UTC
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Your glances in my direction are ants under my shell- they tingle and make me more aware of every inch of my skin and just when I think they are teasingly flirty they bite.
Trying something new. April 7, 2014 1:43 PM edited May 1, 2014
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May 4, 2014 at 4:55 AM UTC
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