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i can always tell when you're nervous. by the way you drum your fingers against the nearest available surface (usually my skin) the way your shoulders tense up and fold inwards, turning to stone and the way you gnaw on your lower lip and just a flash of your canines show. or maybe it was my lips you were biting i can never tell.
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Apr 8, 2013
Apr 8, 2013 at 12:39 AM UTC
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i can always tell when you're nervous. by the way you drum your fingers against the nearest available surface (usually my skin) the way your shoulders tense up and fold inwards, turning to stone and the way you gnaw on your lower lip and just a flash of your canines show. or maybe it was my lips you were biting i can never tell.
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noruwei
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Apr 8, 2013
Apr 8, 2013 at 12:39 AM UTC
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