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[labiapatrol]

It's poetry
how the sweat cools your back
and the scratch marks
and the bite on my neck
T.S Elliot
never knew anything like this.

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[urbn_pirate]

oh.
to be you.

[labiapatrol]

haha, actually no.
I went home yesterday and a couple of hours later she fucked her ex :P
probably about the same time when I posted this..

[urbn_pirate]

oh, but that sucks. although I can't talk, that's what I've been doing. But I stopped.

Fucking exes means nothing. Try again in a couple of weeks, I say.

[labiapatrol]

haha, fucking her ex an hour or a half an hour after I left,
and after she got me fucking monogomous, yes it means something
but I haven't desised to try again left, the ball is in her ahnds so to speak, she has to proove she really fucking want me :) cause I'm that good :P

[urbn_pirate]

Hmm, I think we're leading parallel lives. Sort of. My ex announced that it was 3 hours since she'd last had sex, while we were in the middle of fucking. Now that's a turn off.

Find someone better! SO easier said than done. Still, I believe in you.

[urbn_pirate]

*ahem*. What's going on? It was me, but where was I?

[labiapatrol]

*ahem* are you debating your sex life in my journal? ;P