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From lip to lip your secrets transfer, sincerely, I am sorry for kissing so much. Love is sitting somewhere behind my teeth, cordially waiting, legs crossed and hands folded. Your friend reached down my throat. Respectfully, it didn't even feel good. Thank you for the blame and pointed fingers. Take care to clip your nails where I don't dream and write soon of some excellent ****** endeavors, for my best regards are long gone, along with yours. I miss you when we hate each other. Wishing the best of every moment is childish, thinking of you is even more so. But somehow we always seem to sleep in each other's arms.
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Jun 24, 2010
Jun 24, 2010 at 9:30 AM UTC
Progress, Closings, and Tired Eyes
From lip to lip your secrets transfer, sincerely, I am sorry for kissing so much. Love is sitting somewhere behind my teeth, cordially waiting, legs crossed and hands folded. Your friend reached down my throat. Respectfully, it didn't even feel good. Thank you for the blame and pointed fingers. Take care to clip your nails where I don't dream and write soon of some excellent ****** endeavors, for my best regards are long gone, along with yours. I miss you when we hate each other. Wishing the best of every moment is childish, thinking of you is even more so. But somehow we always seem to sleep in each other's arms.
Each line begins with a letter closing: From, sincerely, love, cordially, your friend, respectfully. Thank you, take care, write soon, my best regards, yours, I miss you. Wishing the best, thinking of you, always.
mary-ann-osgood
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Jun 24, 2010
Jun 24, 2010 at 9:30 AM UTC
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