You are so worth going through Hell for because he will be rewarded twenty times his sufferings, for being true to you and loving only you
with a passion that can burn a volcano to cinders. "Yes, Yes, In turn, when I am convinced of that love, he will finally know what paradise feels like."
"He will realize all the others that he felt were so good, moved so good, looked so good, made him feel so on top of it all, was only just step one
of the 20 steps I can take him to, if I so choose." "So far, I have not taken anyone to the twentieth step yet. What a shame, what a loss, never to
really know that in the end, I am everything they could ever imagine they wanted or needed." "It is sad that a man is only as faithful as his options."
"He turns away ecstasy himself, for maybe, if he is lucky, one hour of sweaty, soon to forget, body pounding, while being silently judged on a scale of 1 to 10
his ability to service the shallow, money grubbing, dead ***** that he so thought he needed instead of 20 steps to heaven forever." Someday I know
there will be a Man, a Man of morals, of a soft, slow touch, one that did not need to prove himself in many beds, one that just knew and then so did I. I will
stand on the twentieth step, looking full into that man's face and he will be looking into my eyes of green, we will smile because we both took each other to the
Twentieth Step.
Dec 13, 2013
Dec 13, 2013 at 6:08 AM UTC
You are so worth going through Hell for because he will be rewarded twenty times his sufferings, for being true to you and loving only you
with a passion that can burn a volcano to cinders. "Yes, Yes, In turn, when I am convinced of that love, he will finally know what paradise feels like."
"He will realize all the others that he felt were so good, moved so good, looked so good, made him feel so on top of it all, was only just step one
of the 20 steps I can take him to, if I so choose." "So far, I have not taken anyone to the twentieth step yet. What a shame, what a loss, never to
really know that in the end, I am everything they could ever imagine they wanted or needed." "It is sad that a man is only as faithful as his options."
"He turns away ecstasy himself, for maybe, if he is lucky, one hour of sweaty, soon to forget, body pounding, while being silently judged on a scale of 1 to 10
his ability to service the shallow, money grubbing, dead ***** that he so thought he needed instead of 20 steps to heaven forever." Someday I know
there will be a Man, a Man of morals, of a soft, slow touch, one that did not need to prove himself in many beds, one that just knew and then so did I. I will
stand on the twentieth step, looking full into that man's face and he will be looking into my eyes of green, we will smile because we both took each other to the
Twentieth Step.
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