i make her hands shake- she makes my flesh quake. handsome awkward... i'm scared- how much? i love you. i need fucked. pick me. of course. i pick you. more hot memories... sharper things to stick you. oh, sorry. you're bleeding. slice more. then lick you. pour salt in. burning. sharp and so gritty. sure it hurts... but the scars are so pretty.
we were warned... whatever. we're just one. having our hearts grated. it kills- but it's fucking fun. oh. my. god. i heard her moan and the girl came out. to play. to stay. too much clothing- in the way. let's make out as gavin's dance- takes to the air. tongue touching tongue fingers fondle hair.
and it's- "did you like me then?" ... as if the gutting ever quit. i'm weak... i miss bed squeaks... imagine leaks... see your place between my sheets. too much space between your face- fuck yes, i liked you then
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