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Jul 2014
He is the breath I take that fills my lungs and wakes my senses. He is like the first cup of coffee in the morning. Every thing a about him delights me. His grump and bitterness and the sweetness underneath. He hides himself from most people but he lets me in and his confidence in me makes me love him even more. I want to know him In essence and in details. I know his humor and what will make him smile and happy. I know his likes and dislikes... Even his pissy moods make me happy. His entire person makes every moment better.
I am myself
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I am myself
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   --- and stΓ©phane noir
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