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Twitterpated
- Wanting so much to hurt him for all he’s put you through, yet knowing he’s already won the fight for the better par… twitter.com/i/web/status/1…tweeted 1 week ago
- You act so indifferent and say we can’t be more, then drop kisses on my body that ooze love from every pore capturingcupid.wordpress.com/2019/10/19/for…tweeted 1 month ago
- Know I’m yours, and yours alone - my mind, my heart, my flesh, my bone.tweeted 6 months ago
- I’d rather burn within your fire than waft away from you like smoketweeted 10 months ago
- They say you’re an ass, to forget you, and I know they’re probably right. But my heart can’t seem to see your crime… twitter.com/i/web/status/9…tweeted 1 year ago
Monthly Archives: November 2014
Puppet of habit
You touch but you don’t feel me You’re cold in my arms You look but you don’t see me I don’t hold any charm You’re mentally removed A puppet of habit I search for some love I try so hard … Continue reading
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