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there's ant bites on the backs of my legs from sitting with you at the pond, and dipping our toes in the water for the baby leeches morning snack. and the bites are throbbing in time with my heart, which aches for your presence. and my aching heart is a nice accompaniment for the aching between my legs. which longs to be filled with you. like i was yesterday. but that was yesterday.
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Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 1:41 PM UTC
bipolar love
there's ant bites on the backs of my legs from sitting with you at the pond, and dipping our toes in the water for the baby leeches morning snack. and the bites are throbbing in time with my heart, which aches for your presence. and my aching heart is a nice accompaniment for the aching between my legs. which longs to be filled with you. like i was yesterday. but that was yesterday.
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Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 1:41 PM UTC
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