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Pull me, play this tug of war until I can no longer bend back for you, as much as I love you, I cannot split myself in half for you. I hope you understand, I hope you see I cannot feed this masochistic thrill you seek; I want to feel, feel, feel so badly but not bad enough to taste blood, but badly enough to give all the right pieces of me to the right person.
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Nov 24, 2016
Nov 24, 2016 at 4:33 AM UTC
Burgundy Love
Pull me, play this tug of war until I can no longer bend back for you, as much as I love you, I cannot split myself in half for you. I hope you understand, I hope you see I cannot feed this masochistic thrill you seek; I want to feel, feel, feel so badly but not bad enough to taste blood, but badly enough to give all the right pieces of me to the right person.
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Nov 24, 2016
Nov 24, 2016 at 4:33 AM UTC
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