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*Being in love with your best friend's partner is like revelling in the destruction of a tsunami. You watch the waves roll and weave their way through the closing sky and yet you stand boldly on the beach front - Arms open and eyes closed The feeling of cracking wide inside you, but you're a ********* and the pain is your drug, the only antidote to the touch of The forbidden fruit. Being in love with your best friend's partner is like tearing open all your bandaged wounds, just to let the salt rub them dry again and again and Again.*
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Jan 6, 2017
Jan 6, 2017 at 7:50 AM UTC
The Salt in My Wounds
*Being in love with your best friend's partner is like revelling in the destruction of a tsunami. You watch the waves roll and weave their way through the closing sky and yet you stand boldly on the beach front - Arms open and eyes closed The feeling of cracking wide inside you, but you're a ********* and the pain is your drug, the only antidote to the touch of The forbidden fruit. Being in love with your best friend's partner is like tearing open all your bandaged wounds, just to let the salt rub them dry again and again and Again.*
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Jan 6, 2017
Jan 6, 2017 at 7:50 AM UTC
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