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I'm in Love with an ******* It might sound harsh, But its mostly just accurate. He says his feeling for me are in a state of 'flux.' He says a lot of things like that. He thinks I repeat myself too often. It's one of my many flaws he feels compelled to highlight With alarming frequency. But he says a lot of things like that. He ***** me like he has something to prove though. (Probably because he does.) It's almost biblical **** I swear we can move mountains then. Or more impossibly, we can show each other we actually care. The things his wandering hands can whisper to me Coupled with the things his hips can scream Give me brief moments to believe this is real. But then its over. And it's back to nit-picking bickering ******* contests. We will never be comfortable. We will never behave. We both know how this will end. An endless loop. The world's worst song on repeat. He says a lot of things like that.
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Mar 3, 2013
Mar 3, 2013 at 10:47 PM UTC
Stockholm Syndrome (and Other Minor Inconveniences)
I'm in Love with an ******* It might sound harsh, But its mostly just accurate. He says his feeling for me are in a state of 'flux.' He says a lot of things like that. He thinks I repeat myself too often. It's one of my many flaws he feels compelled to highlight With alarming frequency. But he says a lot of things like that. He ***** me like he has something to prove though. (Probably because he does.) It's almost biblical **** I swear we can move mountains then. Or more impossibly, we can show each other we actually care. The things his wandering hands can whisper to me Coupled with the things his hips can scream Give me brief moments to believe this is real. But then its over. And it's back to nit-picking bickering ******* contests. We will never be comfortable. We will never behave. We both know how this will end. An endless loop. The world's worst song on repeat. He says a lot of things like that.
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Mar 3, 2013
Mar 3, 2013 at 10:47 PM UTC
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