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Feb 2016
He kept hurting me and I finally asked why.
Imploring me out of the blue forever of his eyes he replied
"Cause baby, pain looks so good on you"

I smiled.
I want to play.
To the blue eyed boy.
Bet you didn't know I was a *******.
JSL
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JSL  26/M/Melbourne
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