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Nov 2017
It's 10:57 the next day & I'm still mad.
I suppose you're mad too , rightfully so.
Why is this **** so hard for US ?
I've been smoking **** since I woke up .
It calms me .
I am numb .
BUT , is it weird that this is turning me on ?
From the master bedroom , I crave you .
Why are we mad again ?
I want to forget .
I want to submit to MY man!
I repent !  I repent !
**TO BE CONTINUED
BrittneyKeaira
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