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Adrenaline pulses through my body with every touch. You make me feel so alive. I find it quite ironic. One minute you make me feel like I'm 16 again, So young, naive, and in love. And the next minute you become the monster I never thought you would be. The thing with love though, Is that you can never get enough of it. No matter how bad you treat me, I still can't stop coming back for more. We are like a magnetic field. Roaming until we find each other. We always do. We always will. I love that.
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Jul 27, 2014
Jul 27, 2014 at 7:57 PM UTC
Adrenaline.
Adrenaline pulses through my body with every touch. You make me feel so alive. I find it quite ironic. One minute you make me feel like I'm 16 again, So young, naive, and in love. And the next minute you become the monster I never thought you would be. The thing with love though, Is that you can never get enough of it. No matter how bad you treat me, I still can't stop coming back for more. We are like a magnetic field. Roaming until we find each other. We always do. We always will. I love that.
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Jul 27, 2014
Jul 27, 2014 at 7:57 PM UTC
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