princess||h.s

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Dear Journal, October 2nd 1979

Her lips taste so sweet

Her eyes sparkle like diamonds.

My heart flutters when her skin and my skin touch.

I love the way she stutters when she talks in her angelic voice.

Her body is so heavenly curved it could've been touched by God himself.

I want her on my throbing c.ock screaming like a little girl... well she kinda is...

Harry. Xx