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hair         brown,long,straight eyes         blue,deep,blue face         features defined,nothing she can hide, body          features defined,nothing she can hide,                                   nothing she can hide,                                   nothing she can hide, body,                         nothing she can hide, oh my god                                she’s ****                                       completely naked. jesus christ her **** **** sculpted so perfectly,pale peach raindrops   that     had    f from the heavens dotted with the slightest hues of pinks  a eyes                                                                                l      my eyes                                                                  l             scroll d                                                               e                      o                                                              n                      w                       n “can i look f u  r    t     h     e       r?”                                     her head nods                                                                                     (does my mind deceive me?) my eyes       scroll like the wheel on a mouse stomach               my eyes touch her stomach               my sight touches her stomach           I c                  an’t u                nderstand   r              eality,   v             erging e                ver so closer, d        o          i continue? now I must think. What is this ******   this women   but only an object an object to my ****** fantasies   no it cannot be! I will not let this idea of objectivity be the end of me women are not objects     never will be objects                but if objects are not women, is this reality of the girl that i see only fantasy? well will you look at me, i’m not pretty, i’m         ugly. so the girl that i see probably wouldn't ever,                             never take her clothes off for me maybe maybe maybe we were never supposed to want women for they do not like what is ugly                                               and ugly is me (how can i see?) i just want to love i only want to love            let me love let me see please oh                                   this body this beautiful dream I see     (it’s not real)        (never real) this love is only                       may always be a fantasy
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Feb 27, 2015
Feb 27, 2015 at 5:06 PM UTC
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hair         brown,long,straight eyes         blue,deep,blue face         features defined,nothing she can hide, body          features defined,nothing she can hide,                                   nothing she can hide,                                   nothing she can hide, body,                         nothing she can hide, oh my god                                she’s ****                                       completely naked. jesus christ her **** **** sculpted so perfectly,pale peach raindrops   that     had    f from the heavens dotted with the slightest hues of pinks  a eyes                                                                                l      my eyes                                                                  l             scroll d                                                               e                      o                                                              n                      w                       n “can i look f u  r    t     h     e       r?”                                     her head nods                                                                                     (does my mind deceive me?) my eyes       scroll like the wheel on a mouse stomach               my eyes touch her stomach               my sight touches her stomach           I c                  an’t u                nderstand   r              eality,   v             erging e                ver so closer, d        o          i continue? now I must think. What is this ******   this women   but only an object an object to my ****** fantasies   no it cannot be! I will not let this idea of objectivity be the end of me women are not objects     never will be objects                but if objects are not women, is this reality of the girl that i see only fantasy? well will you look at me, i’m not pretty, i’m         ugly. so the girl that i see probably wouldn't ever,                             never take her clothes off for me maybe maybe maybe we were never supposed to want women for they do not like what is ugly                                               and ugly is me (how can i see?) i just want to love i only want to love            let me love let me see please oh                                   this body this beautiful dream I see     (it’s not real)        (never real) this love is only                       may always be a fantasy
sam-stone-grenier
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Feb 27, 2015
Feb 27, 2015 at 5:06 PM UTC
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