a faag fucking fuck
I really tore myself into that mess... that mess of a relationship. And now it is just dead inside and out. He fucking fucked me, but I almost feel like it was for the best. No matter what, my feelings for him will never change even if his didn't. I love me some pillow fights and I love the moments when we attack each other and we just gaze into each others' eyes, lust pure driven lust. It is totally a fucking worth it.