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Your skin was illuminated by the green lights, like a seventies serial killer and it made my legs shake. My eyes roamed your glowing skin. I was lost in a galaxy of never ending beauty. Your cryptic soul unveiled itself as you exhaled a thick cloud of smoke. I felt as though you could feel the fire spreading through my flustered cheeks. I couldn't put together words to explain my wonder of your unblemished perfection. But I could just muster up the words, "You look like a serial killer." and a sinful grin spread across your face. That's when I knew you were just like me.
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Dec 19, 2013
Dec 19, 2013 at 10:18 PM UTC
Psychopaths in Love
Your skin was illuminated by the green lights, like a seventies serial killer and it made my legs shake. My eyes roamed your glowing skin. I was lost in a galaxy of never ending beauty. Your cryptic soul unveiled itself as you exhaled a thick cloud of smoke. I felt as though you could feel the fire spreading through my flustered cheeks. I couldn't put together words to explain my wonder of your unblemished perfection. But I could just muster up the words, "You look like a serial killer." and a sinful grin spread across your face. That's when I knew you were just like me.
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Dec 19, 2013
Dec 19, 2013 at 10:18 PM UTC
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