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Our first time smells like vanilla chai, I had never been kissed like that before. I keep waiting for the reality to kick in because I have seen enough to know that this won't last forever. Life has never tasted so sweet, Yet felt so painful. You are honey and morning dew, I feel as though I am a flower being suckled by your gentle sting. Our first time smells like vanilla chai, I had never been kissed like that before. It feels as though the seeds that had been planted in my spine were waiting for you to blossom. Never before have I known what it feels like for my body to smile, Now it seems as if it hasn't stopped.
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Jan 9, 2018
Jan 9, 2018 at 12:13 PM UTC
October 26, 2017
Our first time smells like vanilla chai, I had never been kissed like that before. I keep waiting for the reality to kick in because I have seen enough to know that this won't last forever. Life has never tasted so sweet, Yet felt so painful. You are honey and morning dew, I feel as though I am a flower being suckled by your gentle sting. Our first time smells like vanilla chai, I had never been kissed like that before. It feels as though the seeds that had been planted in my spine were waiting for you to blossom. Never before have I known what it feels like for my body to smile, Now it seems as if it hasn't stopped.
rebecca-shain
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Jan 9, 2018
Jan 9, 2018 at 12:13 PM UTC
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