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your taste lingers thick on my tongue, like the wedding cake placed before me; half-eaten, and mostly smeared, as i think of what he could've done for me, but didn't
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Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 6:41 PM UTC
to be wed
your taste lingers thick on my tongue, like the wedding cake placed before me; half-eaten, and mostly smeared, as i think of what he could've done for me, but didn't
i went to a friend's fancy greek wedding and the cake was terrible. i can still feel it in my stomach, yuck.
unlovedprincess
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Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 6:41 PM UTC
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