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He caressed my neck and back as I dug my nails into my forearm. I pushed his hand off my waist, ******* in my stomach as I rolled over. Stained rain falling sideways, quietly, but he could hear every change in breath and heartbeat in between his snores and spasms. He pulled into me, whispering "I love you, i love you" into my ear. But I kept pushing myself off the edge of the bed, because I had finally found my person, but I hated who I was.
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Aug 12, 2016
Aug 12, 2016 at 9:46 PM UTC
My person
He caressed my neck and back as I dug my nails into my forearm. I pushed his hand off my waist, ******* in my stomach as I rolled over. Stained rain falling sideways, quietly, but he could hear every change in breath and heartbeat in between his snores and spasms. He pulled into me, whispering "I love you, i love you" into my ear. But I kept pushing myself off the edge of the bed, because I had finally found my person, but I hated who I was.
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Aug 12, 2016
Aug 12, 2016 at 9:46 PM UTC
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