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Sweater Season

by @sarah-sad-matcha

Sweaters may be bad for lonesome people. Mind you, they don't make up for a lack of caresses. They heat the soul; loose ones make it flirty. But no cashmere can kiss your neck.
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26 / Cisgender Female
For You?
Written by
sarah-sad-matcha
26 / Cisgender Female
Published
Oct 29, 2016
Time
1m
Tags
#alone#kisses#romance#cold#comfort#flirty#sweaters
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