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Put your hands on my knees and think of me as a book you're dying to read, like a sailor lost at sea. Make me crave you presence because the mere thought of you drives me crazy. Make me want to love .. I want it to CONSUME me. I want it to **** time. I want you to breathe me. I want you to be mine.
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Oct 17, 2015
Oct 17, 2015 at 2:55 PM UTC
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Put your hands on my knees and think of me as a book you're dying to read, like a sailor lost at sea. Make me crave you presence because the mere thought of you drives me crazy. Make me want to love .. I want it to CONSUME me. I want it to **** time. I want you to breathe me. I want you to be mine.
euphoric-acid
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Oct 17, 2015
Oct 17, 2015 at 2:55 PM UTC
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