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I’m two guys deep Since you. And I’m sitting here with your taste in my mouth The taste of smoke and strawberries The taste of the time we spent the whole day Learning each other’s touch. I can still taste you Lingering under my dry mouth of regret. I’m two guys deep And neither of them have understood what I need. That I need you. I am tasting the salt of my tears. I am two guys deep And I still trace the pattern of the bruises I got from archery together I can still taste the time we made out to Sharknado 2. I am tasting my regret. I am tasting the tightness in my throat. I am tasting you I am still tasting you not tasting me anymore
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Dec 16, 2015
Dec 16, 2015 at 11:18 PM UTC
I'm still tasting you
I’m two guys deep Since you. And I’m sitting here with your taste in my mouth The taste of smoke and strawberries The taste of the time we spent the whole day Learning each other’s touch. I can still taste you Lingering under my dry mouth of regret. I’m two guys deep And neither of them have understood what I need. That I need you. I am tasting the salt of my tears. I am two guys deep And I still trace the pattern of the bruises I got from archery together I can still taste the time we made out to Sharknado 2. I am tasting my regret. I am tasting the tightness in my throat. I am tasting you I am still tasting you not tasting me anymore
courtney-elisabeth
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22/F/California
Dec 16, 2015
Dec 16, 2015 at 11:18 PM UTC
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