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"I'm tired of living for other people." he said, as he brushed his fingerprint vertically down her lip. The sun drifted behind a cloud The room began to darken He recited his strong opinions. She glanced at his receding hairline The prematurity of his maturity enticed her. Scattered thoughts of the knowledge that his head possessed clouded her judgement His wrist up her tights Her mouth was dry, they leant in A bitter kiss filled with passionate regret Looking into his eyes she pressed herself up from the table and left.
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Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 9:52 PM UTC
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"I'm tired of living for other people." he said, as he brushed his fingerprint vertically down her lip. The sun drifted behind a cloud The room began to darken He recited his strong opinions. She glanced at his receding hairline The prematurity of his maturity enticed her. Scattered thoughts of the knowledge that his head possessed clouded her judgement His wrist up her tights Her mouth was dry, they leant in A bitter kiss filled with passionate regret Looking into his eyes she pressed herself up from the table and left.
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Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 9:52 PM UTC
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